there was a knight that said he’d save me
but i found his sword in my mind
it festered and bled
and killed me with time
there was an artist who tried to draw me
but the image turned out black
i cannot count the ways
i wanted her back
there was a voice that said hello
and then quickly said goodbye
gone
before the tear could even fall from my eye
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 4:10 PM UTC
there was a knight that said he’d save me
but i found his sword in my mind
it festered and bled
and killed me with time
there was an artist who tried to draw me
but the image turned out black
i cannot count the ways
i wanted her back
there was a voice that said hello
and then quickly said goodbye
gone
before the tear could even fall from my eye
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