Your skull made all the skin on your face shine
Skin pulled so tight
Dancing with dark eyes
Like holes as black as coal
As bright as night flickering out
I have become an ill son
Your love chewed right through the rope and chicken wire
Like a pulsing fire
When they see me now they see it too
Your cheekbones push glowing domes out of my chest
Translucent and red
I can’t sleep
I’m hurting
The night I saw you dancing
Your snakes went wild when I was told they’d be asleep
Hanging down to your feet
I knew that you’d be my red glow
My sickness grown out of the night flickering out
I can’t sleep
I’m hurting
Back then. Fresh tattoo on your wrist
When you told me that–
Your father feeds you feathers
While your mother feels the weather in her bones
It’s not the wind that moans
It’s deep within the forest
And the leaves that fall before us will be consumed
They know the rules
I can’t sleep
I’m burning
Ash falls out of my mouth
And you’re not here
The night when I first saw you Your skull made all the skin on your face shine Skin pulled so tight Dancing with dark eyes Like holes as black as coal As bright as night flickering out I have become an ill son Your love chewed right through the rope and chicken wire Like a pulsing fire When they see me now they see it too Your cheekbones push glowing domes out of my chest Translucent and red I can’t sleep I’m hurting The night I saw you dancing Your snakes went wild when I was told they’d be asleep Hanging down to your feet I knew that you’d be my red glow My sickness grown out of the night flickering out I can’t sleep I’m hurting Back then. Fresh tattoo on your wrist When you told me that– Your father feeds you feathers While your mother feels the weather in her bones It’s not the wind that moans It’s deep within the forest And the leaves that fall before us will be consumed They know the rules I can’t sleep I’m burning Ash falls out of my mouth And you’re not here Explain Request ×
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