oceans beneath our wounds
sacred reefs under the skin
watch the bed of gold
as lessons reflect such sins
later punishments may grow cold
as one's life is easily told
a serpent will always bite
behind the rocks to ****** your life
it is hard to regret on your bed
especially when time's racing up your death
so forget what that pride had said
before it comes and hit you with its breath
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC
oceans beneath our wounds
sacred reefs under the skin
watch the bed of gold
as lessons reflect such sins
later punishments may grow cold
as one's life is easily told
a serpent will always bite
behind the rocks to ****** your life
it is hard to regret on your bed
especially when time's racing up your death
so forget what that pride had said
before it comes and hit you with its breath
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