My world is a fire of ash and iron
Burning desire and ashen wishes
My ears bleed with the warning siren
As if a hammers kisses'
Punch me in the chest
Breaking threw my sternum
All my verses for her are my best
But the blazing hammer demands I burn them
Charcoal confetti showers us
More than rice ever will
Brand me with our plea of trust
Then to our trust must we ****
Let us vanquish this blaze
Douse our fire under water
Let's think of the many ways
Let it graduate us as its alma mater
Like good students let's learn our lesson
So we don't have to bring eachother pain
Let us look at eachother and count it a blessin
Leave behind our crimson stain
But sooner or later one of us will fall off the deep end
So if not bit by fire
To the deepest depths we descend
Stabbed by our beloved Rose's briar
Into the depths of accusations
We arrive at the same vocation
Needing proper annotation
For a change in our relation
Tune us to a different station
So we can leave this filthy crustacean
Let be heard the deceleration
I'm moving to a different nation
Call it a love vacation
I'm leaving this deformation
This demoralization
This incarnation
But wait
What about desperation
For jubilation
And my reclamation
Of a chance for replication
With Reformation
Maybe a salvation
For our situation
Maybe threw communication
We can fix this obliteration
Of our love
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 11:28 PM UTC
My world is a fire of ash and iron
Burning desire and ashen wishes
My ears bleed with the warning siren
As if a hammers kisses'
Punch me in the chest
Breaking threw my sternum
All my verses for her are my best
But the blazing hammer demands I burn them
Charcoal confetti showers us
More than rice ever will
Brand me with our plea of trust
Then to our trust must we ****
Let us vanquish this blaze
Douse our fire under water
Let's think of the many ways
Let it graduate us as its alma mater
Like good students let's learn our lesson
So we don't have to bring eachother pain
Let us look at eachother and count it a blessin
Leave behind our crimson stain
But sooner or later one of us will fall off the deep end
So if not bit by fire
To the deepest depths we descend
Stabbed by our beloved Rose's briar
Into the depths of accusations
We arrive at the same vocation
Needing proper annotation
For a change in our relation
Tune us to a different station
So we can leave this filthy crustacean
Let be heard the deceleration
I'm moving to a different nation
Call it a love vacation
I'm leaving this deformation
This demoralization
This incarnation
But wait
What about desperation
For jubilation
And my reclamation
Of a chance for replication
With Reformation
Maybe a salvation
For our situation
Maybe threw communication
We can fix this obliteration
Of our love
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