Hollow black jasper on my tongue
Leaving ivory leaves twining down my throat
This disease weighs on my mind
The gold reflects back my skeleton
Ink teeth bending your silver sword
It's hardest to remember the beauty
A lonely mouth wanting to speak
Holding the hour spinning with regrets
Fading my mind in sunset strings
These sickly hounds aren't like their wolf brothers
Rotten stones lining the graveyard
***** out these cinders
And leave me the coals

*I hope I haven't left yet