silent butcher of my own words.
i am here, a heart wrapped around chemicals.
a living relapse. a machine for my temptation.
i am here, searching for a reason to bleed.
i am here, trying to find what endless means.
i am here, a hollow statue in black rain.
dying flower at the edge of the world,
i weep for you
for you do not know me.
dying flower with a thousand eyes,
i weep for you
and you alone.
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
silent butcher of my own words.
i am here, a heart wrapped around chemicals.
a living relapse. a machine for my temptation.
i am here, searching for a reason to bleed.
i am here, trying to find what endless means.
i am here, a hollow statue in black rain.
dying flower at the edge of the world,
i weep for you
for you do not know me.
dying flower with a thousand eyes,
i weep for you
and you alone.
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