Rip open, my old wounds
Incinerate my bleeding flesh
Trap me inside the confines
Of your black heart
Till I scream your blameless name
In this endless game
Of rueful roses and tactless thornsShall I bend my knee
Till it scrapes off my skin
Will you forgive me then?
Shall I say, "it's okay"
Once more,
Because it hurt me no moreToday
I wonder why this
Seems so eerily similar...I reminisce about the time
When friendship was all about
Soft summer sunshine
Instead of these winter blues
Draped around meEveryday
I stare into those abyssal arctic eyes
And feel the howling wind
As it ushers me
To come face to face
With the same guiltless face
And the same dark orbs
As they burned a hole
Through my sinful soul
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