Hanging up there like an over ripe grape, ready to fall
O! stop trying to burn my eyelids
Before you calm your nerves
from this uncontrollable anger eating you up, giving you a bad name?
Keep your ears attentive while I school you about good behaviour
Bad temperament is not good for your health, and you know it
See how my blood complains of high temperature, crying in loud
silence, while you fry my bones
My skin suffers from corrosion like an uncoated steel
licking water from the prying dews
Your entangling claws
have made a million holes on my coveralls,
tearing off my flesh with your dead conscience ,
While I scurry home to escape your dreadful wrath
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 3:09 PM UTC
Hanging up there like an over ripe grape, ready to fall
O! stop trying to burn my eyelids
Before you calm your nerves
from this uncontrollable anger eating you up, giving you a bad name?
Keep your ears attentive while I school you about good behaviour
Bad temperament is not good for your health, and you know it
See how my blood complains of high temperature, crying in loud
silence, while you fry my bones
My skin suffers from corrosion like an uncoated steel
licking water from the prying dews
Your entangling claws
have made a million holes on my coveralls,
tearing off my flesh with your dead conscience ,
While I scurry home to escape your dreadful wrath
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