Amber Tiger Biography

Nightmare upon nightmare of things to come
And those frightening memories of the past
The dream of the flowers rarely to surface
And when it does it never lasts
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Mrs. Sun has gone to bed
Laying down her head
Behind the mountains that reach so high
Into her velvet sky
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Uncanny are the willing so happily unwilling I pretend
I want to feel you cover me need to feel the perfect bend
Hear the pulsating of your heart as I stare hungrily into your eyes
To know that here, tonight, my only forever, you will shed of your cunning disguise
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Always, forever invading me, like a lost soul finding it's eternal cause.
You have the key to my heart and enter the door without thinking about how you affect me.
You drain me leaving only a lost confused child trying to redeem the person she once was.
You kill me constantly yet there are no scars to remind you (or me for that matter) how much you hurt me the last time you came near.
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Am I really here?
Are you really there?
Or are we all just substances of time?
Here today.
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