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Thwarted by dwarfs I am the patron saint of benevolence I am the eye of the emerald stone I am the long road from dusk to dawn I am alone Hunted by rabbits I am the crucifixion of sin I am Judas who lets liars win The sailboats come in And even in a storm of solemn sailors I am alone Black roses devour me Ephemeral lungs that I have but cannot keep The coffins scream Havoc comes running like salt to a stream Distance is perched on a stream, waiting Eye to eye we look but never see You like a shadow of a romanced daydream And me Lowly Neanderthal Spirit Foxtrot Darling you never liked to dance You spoke words You spoke words that set dead feet to dancing Encumber me to never let the wolves in Freely I chained my dead veins to your skin Now I stand grieving Like a corpse rising Strange clouds once demure now poisoned like ivy Deadly Ivory You scratched your fingers down my spine To make you mine Bring on the great flood And untangle your bones from my blood Wicked vines Crippled times Crooked lines Sounding as same as your lies All that darkness for the sake of losing you from my mind From the inside Carthage Here comes the end Fence up forgiveness you'll do it again Never a friend The water's rising My feet are failing You shake out my sins like a ghost in a garden Daring to try Until the day you slit a sword And called me yours Darling
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 7:31 AM UTC
Dar†ing
Thwarted by dwarfs I am the patron saint of benevolence I am the eye of the emerald stone I am the long road from dusk to dawn I am alone Hunted by rabbits I am the crucifixion of sin I am Judas who lets liars win The sailboats come in And even in a storm of solemn sailors I am alone Black roses devour me Ephemeral lungs that I have but cannot keep The coffins scream Havoc comes running like salt to a stream Distance is perched on a stream, waiting Eye to eye we look but never see You like a shadow of a romanced daydream And me Lowly Neanderthal Spirit Foxtrot Darling you never liked to dance You spoke words You spoke words that set dead feet to dancing Encumber me to never let the wolves in Freely I chained my dead veins to your skin Now I stand grieving Like a corpse rising Strange clouds once demure now poisoned like ivy Deadly Ivory You scratched your fingers down my spine To make you mine Bring on the great flood And untangle your bones from my blood Wicked vines Crippled times Crooked lines Sounding as same as your lies All that darkness for the sake of losing you from my mind From the inside Carthage Here comes the end Fence up forgiveness you'll do it again Never a friend The water's rising My feet are failing You shake out my sins like a ghost in a garden Daring to try Until the day you slit a sword And called me yours Darling
#love#lonely#heart#alone#dark#gothic#relationship#people#darling#goth
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 7:31 AM UTC
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