Lay with me but love me not
do not risk yourself for me,
words of warning grace my arm
my nature true,
worn banner proud.
I am too many broken pieces to carry,
torn asunder
at the mercy of a cyclone mind.
My heart's key long banished
by one who walks at night
though never returns.
I will never be anything
but destruction.
Lay with me but love me not
Do not risk yourself for me.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
Lay with me but love me not
do not risk yourself for me,
words of warning grace my arm
my nature true,
worn banner proud.
I am too many broken pieces to carry,
torn asunder
at the mercy of a cyclone mind.
My heart's key long banished
by one who walks at night
though never returns.
I will never be anything
but destruction.
Lay with me but love me not
Do not risk yourself for me.
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