Death to Tragic RomanticsI lost you long ago So I’ll sleep alone Wrapped in threadbare memories Worn from such overuse As was required to keep My love for you aliveDeath to Tragic Romantics
Tattered memories Just like my wings Only the best Only the prettiest Still remain.
The fragmented quilt I pull tighter around me Seeking some comfort But the glass imbedded within Cuts at my every movement
Coppery scent of blood Drops of life Drips to dry Dries to cake Brings memories of sweet melancholy
The beautiful dissonance Of your sweet beat
kiddo! Have a blast~
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Mįđşũmmėŗs Evē
O rose thou art sick...
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