A darkened scar across my eye
a lightning crack against the sky
this morbid creature standing by
this place where horror tends to cling
What God has cursed you with this frame?
your crippled form, your branches lame
but let him speak and he'll proclaim
"I'm far more tame in spring"
Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 8:33 AM UTC
A darkened scar across my eye
a lightning crack against the sky
this morbid creature standing by
this place where horror tends to cling
What God has cursed you with this frame?
your crippled form, your branches lame
but let him speak and he'll proclaim
"I'm far more tame in spring"
