Aug 21, 2009 13:29
Befriend me, attend the
accusations of the crime
that will be committed
you may admit it
in sooner than later time
i spoon out my eyes
just in case the disguise
will not be able to fool me
takes several tries
but i meet demise
as the blood pools deep
i knew the whole while
you silly child
i chose to wear these cuffs
incriminate
as we consummate
the damnation of a love
the race of fate
exfoliates
any sign of hope
i pray for the day
when all men will pay
for diluting my heart 'til numb