Smiles are fading like
A fire once watched.
And The room dies,
As detail becomes a lie.
A whore's fragrance lingers,
But it's the dust that makes it hard to breathe.
Breathe is what she said to do,
But he could naught but smile.
You said you'd always be there,
You dared to call me yours.
You dared to hold me in your arms,
And now blood taints the floors.
Heads are dangling over
The railings emotionless and pale.
Pigments have shattered,
Leaving painted glass on the floor.
Shades of gray haunt the realm,
Establishing a harmonic depression.
Asmodeus left his mark,
And he has yet to return.
You had me hanging on a cliff,
All you had to do was pull.
Instead you pushed away,
Leaving me to fall like everyone else.
Stillness.
It stains the room.
But she makes her way,
She'll cross as she pleases.
Even the blood on the corner
Of their lips remain still.
But the girl in the red dress,
She walks the floor.
She grabs the rope.
She kicks the chair.
You lived the life no one wants.
You played us like a deck of cards.
But its your swinging corpse
That brought this room back to life.
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If you cant handle love,
And you cant handle life,
How the **** could you handle ****
Oct 2, 2010
Oct 2, 2010 at 7:42 PM UTC
Smiles are fading like
A fire once watched.
And The room dies,
As detail becomes a lie.
A whore's fragrance lingers,
But it's the dust that makes it hard to breathe.
Breathe is what she said to do,
But he could naught but smile.
You said you'd always be there,
You dared to call me yours.
You dared to hold me in your arms,
And now blood taints the floors.
Heads are dangling over
The railings emotionless and pale.
Pigments have shattered,
Leaving painted glass on the floor.
Shades of gray haunt the realm,
Establishing a harmonic depression.
Asmodeus left his mark,
And he has yet to return.
You had me hanging on a cliff,
All you had to do was pull.
Instead you pushed away,
Leaving me to fall like everyone else.
Stillness.
It stains the room.
But she makes her way,
She'll cross as she pleases.
Even the blood on the corner
Of their lips remain still.
But the girl in the red dress,
She walks the floor.
She grabs the rope.
She kicks the chair.
You lived the life no one wants.
You played us like a deck of cards.
But its your swinging corpse
That brought this room back to life.
------------------------------------------------------
If you cant handle love,
And you cant handle life,
How the **** could you handle ****
Sept 20, 2010
