About
choking on the ashes
of my charred soul
feeding on my open gashes
bleeding out of control
why is it always
that you can never attempt stay
how could you be this way
my heart i tear out
it is in a drought
it needs a reason to beat again
you're screams are so precious
as i maul a way into your heart
my passions have grown restless
when will my someday start
why is it always
my angel must fly away
but now i have cut off your wings
my hands around your throat,
let the angels sing
let the bell ring
as it not for whom the bell tolls
it tolls for me.
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