i should have known when I said ok
when I opened myself to intrigue
and you to contamination
foolishness is a strict teacher
but at least I know
never again
will I lose that focus
crawling through the waste pipe
dripping knees and
dragging feet
emerge into nothingness
drawn and pegged in the desert heat
all consideration
heart lock
now the chain chokes my neck
trinket of the broken
crawling through the waste pipe
dripping knees and
dragging feet
will there be a placard
this tortured soul to meet
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
i should have known when I said ok
when I opened myself to intrigue
and you to contamination
foolishness is a strict teacher
but at least I know
never again
will I lose that focus
crawling through the waste pipe
dripping knees and
dragging feet
emerge into nothingness
drawn and pegged in the desert heat
all consideration
heart lock
now the chain chokes my neck
trinket of the broken
crawling through the waste pipe
dripping knees and
dragging feet
will there be a placard
this tortured soul to meet
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