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[alkalinerinnie]

Burnt Vacant Red

This headache, Incisions,
Machine washed your letters and tore up your pictures
This handle, this feeling
Your hatred: the floor, your love: the ceiling
I wish I, could take it,
All back from saying the lines I was faking

You never noticed
I never said
I'd never need
Burnt Vacant Red

This longing, this tear-eye
I wish I could find you alone on a highway
And tell you, I'm sorry
I cried at your wedding and rained on your party
And if I, don't make it
Feel bad for one moment and after that shake it.

Cause you never told me
And I never said
That I'd never need
Burnt Vacant Red

Remembrance, Sedation,
A plane ticket home and a life of frustration
A gift horse, to glance at,
Thrown away food for beggars to stare at
I'm broken, I'm Tired,

I still miss the times when I was inspired
I'll never tell you
What's all in my head
And pity me hiding

Burnt Vacant Red

Intentions, Submissions,
An analog clock compromised my position
The Fragile, The dagger
Sill on broken glass I drunkenly stagger
The Voices, inside me
Are stand-alone fixtures and reasons for hiding

And I never showed you
When we went to bed