why is it that we open our flesh based statue to minds that easily
forget? I remain torn from the hand that I would have placed on my
inviting face we sacrifice what brought us down to indulge in the
unknown when you meant that much to me so did the words that were
released from your lips but you weren't there so i'll pride myself in
knowing your false proclamation as I build this wall once again what
is left? the fragments coated in sorrow an acknowledged entrapment I
am here to strike you down upon your disgust I will marvel in the
glorified defeat.
