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Speak
If i spoke,
the words would
only kill me
If you only knew
how the white drapes were killing my days,
like a marriage in youth
gone to shambles,
but it's all the same
The alabastar satin,
the veil of my fable tenderness
To embrace
my reality
would only
enlighten
my ghostly
flesh
The pallor
the ivory!
O' how it shields me,
the Goddess' elephants
have gone mad.
living with their broken tusks.
I survuve a little while longer
counting the minutes I breathe in
You tell me I should have said
something, you understand. If you did,
that question would have never been
asked.
i never existed to you before,
you can't create a new me,
without words is who I'll always be.
But i have nothing to say
so to speak.
the words would
only kill me
If you only knew
how the white drapes were killing my days,
like a marriage in youth
gone to shambles,
but it's all the same
The alabastar satin,
the veil of my fable tenderness
To embrace
my reality
would only
enlighten
my ghostly
flesh
The pallor
the ivory!
O' how it shields me,
the Goddess' elephants
have gone mad.
living with their broken tusks.
I survuve a little while longer
counting the minutes I breathe in
You tell me I should have said
something, you understand. If you did,
that question would have never been
asked.
i never existed to you before,
you can't create a new me,
without words is who I'll always be.
But i have nothing to say
so to speak.
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