Her hymn it lingers
Impassioned ears may heed the scripture
Born into this
I pray that I may exit this body and burn through another
For we’re born lost
Maroon paint strokes fade the lost name
I know in time they’ll forget the words that they wrote for me
Under your fingernails, I spelled a moniker not easy to remember
Wrapped in plastic meant for me
You’re still a monument to burned out wicks and candle wax
Spilling from the glass
Pure erasure
Somber as it is sеntimental
There’s no division in a body for which thе soul has pure chemistry
I was promised stone, such as granite, to lay eternally upon
But here I lay mute, draped in glass not solid nor shattered
Though my hair lived saturated in warm golden rays of sun
She now sits meticulously preserved
Above cold darkened boards of wood
I know in time they’ll forget the words that they wrote for me
Under your fingernails, I spelled a moniker not easy to remember
Tarnished canvas by paint so thin
The work pressed to my eyes
Tarnished canvas by paint so thin
The work pressed to my eyes
(Now I can’t unsee it)
Red reflects off those ruby eyes
In my mirror, they look dimmer
This curse I wake with, I sleep with
The taste of lavender
Boiling, it melts my tongue
Impassioned ears may heed the scripture
Born into this
I pray that I may exit this body and burn through another
For we’re born lost
Maroon paint strokes fade the lost name
I know in time they’ll forget the words that they wrote for me
Under your fingernails, I spelled a moniker not easy to remember
Wrapped in plastic meant for me
You’re still a monument to burned out wicks and candle wax
Spilling from the glass
Pure erasure
Somber as it is sеntimental
There’s no division in a body for which thе soul has pure chemistry
I was promised stone, such as granite, to lay eternally upon
But here I lay mute, draped in glass not solid nor shattered
Though my hair lived saturated in warm golden rays of sun
She now sits meticulously preserved
Above cold darkened boards of wood
I know in time they’ll forget the words that they wrote for me
Under your fingernails, I spelled a moniker not easy to remember
Tarnished canvas by paint so thin
The work pressed to my eyes
Tarnished canvas by paint so thin
The work pressed to my eyes
(Now I can’t unsee it)
Red reflects off those ruby eyes
In my mirror, they look dimmer
This curse I wake with, I sleep with
The taste of lavender
Boiling, it melts my tongue
( I Met A Yeti )
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