Friday, November 30, 2012
Through Angels Eyes
I was so young and you were so far from right. You wrote stories in my mind that are now faded hauntings. You drew pictures of clowns and hung them up on your drowning walls. Did they really hold his soul? You lied of love for you taught only pain. Moments of kindness now ripped through your teeth. Sown the scars, your art on my skin. Throw me back agains't the wall, it won't make you a man. You need to pull out your Angels Eyes, for you created this beautiful mess. There goes your Daddy's girl.
Brisk
Thin air hits my lungs like the brisk cold shoulder you’ve turned to my heart
I sleep standing, guarded to the next prince who tries to slay my demons
You all believed you were perfect, until it came to that point where forced to choose
My head in my hands and your feet consume my depth
In through my mouth you take what you can until you stand upon my grave
That’s how you got your crown in this fucked up town you call home
A back turned isn’t quite enough, taking till I’m gone
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