As I watch the sun stain upon
The grassy meadows of red kisses
It is not the dawn that sparks the darkness,
Or the twilight that recalls a witness.
Based upon my very account
I sing the lyrics of my own demise,
The emptiness that hollows throughout me
Is the emptiness that sparkles the stars within my eyes
With a bottle in hand,
It is I that drowns,
Sinking upon the devious current of my own impossible equation
It is of my knowledge that once a pain, there follows a high,
As there'd be no sober for it weren't for intoxication
And staring throughout the lens of my very internationalizes,
Only I have the power to conduct a poem of amiss,
I write now with only little intention
And be one writer, I take another sip
Soaking within a raspberry kiss.
The grassy meadows of red kisses
It is not the dawn that sparks the darkness,
Or the twilight that recalls a witness.
Based upon my very account
I sing the lyrics of my own demise,
The emptiness that hollows throughout me
Is the emptiness that sparkles the stars within my eyes
With a bottle in hand,
It is I that drowns,
Sinking upon the devious current of my own impossible equation
It is of my knowledge that once a pain, there follows a high,
As there'd be no sober for it weren't for intoxication
And staring throughout the lens of my very internationalizes,
Only I have the power to conduct a poem of amiss,
I write now with only little intention
And be one writer, I take another sip
Soaking within a raspberry kiss.
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