Wretched
The stains of red seep deeper
And deeper within my soul
Befitting that it would come to this
As my colors erode
And my heaven explodes
Terrified
Balancing on a highwire
Raised ever higher
Westerly winds and a scarecrow's smile
Cause a bleach to rain
And lovesick ignorance to feign
Granted
Take me there and leave
Every splotch of innocence
Shrouds me in handwoven temptations
Save me from all their comfortable lies
Save me from becoming a dead man's prize
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 2:46 AM UTC
Wretched
The stains of red seep deeper
And deeper within my soul
Befitting that it would come to this
As my colors erode
And my heaven explodes
Terrified
Balancing on a highwire
Raised ever higher
Westerly winds and a scarecrow's smile
Cause a bleach to rain
And lovesick ignorance to feign
Granted
Take me there and leave
Every splotch of innocence
Shrouds me in handwoven temptations
Save me from all their comfortable lies
Save me from becoming a dead man's prize
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