Sleep and content with nothing to hold'
I bare all that was new on my flesh and held a bronze crucifix to all which was old.
I failed to wake when the fire broke out but I woke when I felt the chill in your breath.
I laid alone with your tainted love in my chest and I walked in dreams with that same burden.
I failed you more times then one but I've fail myself more than enough to know I was bound for nothing but a far and lonesome walk.
Bare feet with jilted emotions. Sleep and content, I walk with no destination in sight.
Too far gone and far bound.
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 11:18 PM UTC
Sleep and content with nothing to hold'
I bare all that was new on my flesh and held a bronze crucifix to all which was old.
I failed to wake when the fire broke out but I woke when I felt the chill in your breath.
I laid alone with your tainted love in my chest and I walked in dreams with that same burden.
I failed you more times then one but I've fail myself more than enough to know I was bound for nothing but a far and lonesome walk.
Bare feet with jilted emotions. Sleep and content, I walk with no destination in sight.
Too far gone and far bound.
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