Monday, May 10, 2010


Your black tongue licked the poison of my sins
and spit them back to me ten fold.
When I banished you
You would wait at the gate crying
Crying oh so loud
How I had forsaken you
You, that had loved so much
I would throw my hands over my ears and hum
Any song that didn't remind me of you
When your specter found me
Wearing that death shroud
I hand stitched a blindfold to wear over my eyes
I vowed I would never see you again
I hold steadfast my words and decrees
Somehow you will break through to me.

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