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Date Posted: 18:33:19 05/09/02 Thu
Author: Kadee
Author Host/IP: spider-wa071.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.192.51
Subject: ·· mindbodysoul




·· Sweet sweet surrendor ··

...Sired by the day, born to the night, the elusive entity commenced, becoming increasingly noticeable through the vivid folds and fringes of the midnight club. Pulsating and rhythemic, the cadance revealed, the willowy chassis drawn so perfectly and extracted -- bringing the rogue to breach the prospect of ever exiting, finding a sweet, comforting serenity within its concave walls. Familiars were spotted...from an earlier age, when the urban populace had just begun to flourish, and the distinguished was noted, as well as the drifters expressing their latent talents within. She too, held within the refletive soul, a deeper more complex feature; expressed through the manual ways of her songs. So winding the path which instinctually alighted, leading the vixen towards the empty stage -- tempting in its entirety as she slipped silently atop the wooden platform...stationary and solo...the sweet vocals which emitted through her divine larynx; distinguishable to the least note...

·· You're all I have left to give ··

it doesn't mean much
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life I've left behind me
is a cold room
I've crossed the last line
from where I can't return
where every step I took in faith
betrayed me
and led me from my home

and sweet
sweet surrender
is all that I have to give

you take me in
no questions asked
you strip away the ugliness
that surrounds me
are you an angel
am I already that gone
I only hope
that I won't disappoint you
when I'm down here
on my knees

and sweet
sweet
sweet surrender
is all that I have to give

sweet
sweet
sweet surrender
is all that I have to give

and I don't understand
by the touch of your hand
I would be the one to fall

I miss the little things
oh I miss everything

it doesn't mean much
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life I left behind me
is a cold room

...And after the performance had been concluded, she lingered; lips obtrusive near the ebonite mic, porjection fading into the towering walls, as a faint smile fabricated 'cross her vibrant facials...



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