words for H.C.

she thinks you can't see him
she's got a gnostic delusion
she's seeking a silver spoon cheater
with a different story for every pair of eyes
don't walk to the false light
succumb tot he breezed truth
if she makes you a bird
your as light as a feather
and that isn't you
the scent is a decoy
the game is minute element
atmospheric accidents
can't sheild the lies she plays
morality and language are not as one in her crowd
let the precious spheres of your eyes revolve
witness the phones and thought speech
crimson tides that are out of reach
for now ... it's a locale
for now ... it's a tingle
ring a ding ding ding.