I have painted upon myself wings
In the fabric of the diaphanous street
Locked her inside the room of mirrors
Laid her where the floor creaks
In the shadow of an eye
A few last diamonds lined her beam
While I'm staring at the canvas, I fear
The unsettling shrill of a midnight scream
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
I have painted upon myself wings
In the fabric of the diaphanous street
Locked her inside the room of mirrors
Laid her where the floor creaks
In the shadow of an eye
A few last diamonds lined her beam
While I'm staring at the canvas, I fear
The unsettling shrill of a midnight scream
