maudlin of the well - garden song/the curve that to an angle turn'd lyrics
trust lies shivering by the hedgerow,
her life bleeds into cold cataracts.
i see an eclipse in those eyes, rainfall;
of starlight trapped in bottles.
my thirsty gaze will always remember.
dead, and i pierce her body with shards of me.
what is afterward left.
your face:
years wasted blending with a poet’s eye;
i have only a lifetime to forget.
my painful sleep unearths buried seasons,
it is only ev’ry morning that i cry;
soft laughter seeps into aching wounds.
please kiss me,
kiss away the cuts you’ve torn
the knives in your eyes bled my joy lifeless.
i still thee hold in my loneliness,
and wish that i could die in your false embrace,
holding you forever in a moment of the past.
my helen of troy, please, this war makes me tired.
belial
rosier
pain
liar
i will never trust again.
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