Tell me one lie and tell yourself another
If you run far enough do you think you won't suffer..?
From the back alleys of your deviant dreams to the crossroads of your severed wings
The cries of your newborn soul in this nether plane
Tie yourself to me and I'll tie your strayed anguish to the window panes that overlook
Flames of repentance in the name of healing broken bones and cracked spines
While your nerves wrack with the blood flowing from your brain as I drain your heart
Please don't cry, this is the price of being sworn into a fate you couldn't have-should have-
Run from
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PoetryA LIT MATCH IN AN UNLIT HOME THREATENING TO BURN BURN BURN my late night words for late night viewers
