My senses won’t forget you
I know they never will
Scratches on my heart still burn
Beneath a captive chill
It’s funny how much strangers
Can remind me of your tangled laces
My conscience is stifled speechless
As my imagination changes places
Old man winter holds me tight
Beneath the piercing rays of August sun
I won’t let go of winter’s arms
Because they keep my demons numb
I find solace sleeping here
As the flurries falls
Feeling through the looking glass
Until there’s nothing to feel at all
Twilight kiss my silhouette
Shine and twinkle on my skin
Carry me to your floating city
Only you can make me young again
I keep to my bohemia
There’s nothing I won’t tell
I’m desperately seeking angels
I’ve seen the depth of hell
Sometimes I hear the devil’s bedlam
Screaming profanely at the night
Before my trapdoors and addictions
Reaching for that peaceful light
You’re soaring through the brimstone
tragic like a shooting star
I’ll on go as you grow colder
Glass and shadow is all we are.
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