Not Grimms Gypsy

My Muse, Yea, She Rides Shotgun.  Not Offering Penny's Worth of Smoke Nor A Thimbles Full Of Drink Inconsiderate Of The Time or Place That Bitch She Rides She Climbs Up,  From The Back Seat Like A Stalker After Midnight. Her Dagger In My Throat Her 45 At My Temple Persistent, That Bitch She Rides.   My Muse She Rides Shot Gun At Times... That Bitch Precocious and Innocent. How She Approaches? In The Sparkle Of A Single Horned Horse A Duet With The Devil My Muse Knows She's My Addiction My Affliction For Words of Nonsense and Rhyme I Try To Hide In The Oblivious Inadequate Guise Of A Human, But... That Bitch She Finds Me My Muse That Bitch She Rides ~Dannie~

Diving Deeper and Deeper Thinking You Have No Fear  In The Inhabiting The  Darkness Of Other Worlds Numb The Numb, A Breath Taking In  Euphoria The Numb, Is Dark And Dark Is Euphoric Where It Is Dark The Dark Is Always Forgiving The Dark Is Everlasting You Run  And You Hide  And You Numb You Numb Yourself From The World Numb, Faster, Numb Faster, Faster Numb Faster, Faster  You Seem To Think The Faster You Run And Harder You Numb, That You Will Not Have To See,  That You Will Not Have To Feel, Never Realizing That The Faster And  Harder That You Numb, You Will Never Banquet The Beauty And Sorrow Of What Life Has Given You The Numb, A Breath Taking Euphoria The Numb, Is Dark And Dark Is Euphoric Where It Is Dark The Dark Is Always Forgiving The Dark Is Everlasting Dark Is Numb Numb Is Euphoric An Aybss Of Control A Delusion of Balance The Dark Not Many Will Enter Here  You Are Free To Control