oh no, its the wrath of God
tremble with fear at the colour of the sky
brightened with severity of His charged rods
His static will show you no mercy
when His condemnation will leave you thirsty
parched at the throat, completely lost at speech
He's only a hand spans out of reach
Beg for forgiveness in the length Chopin nocturne
On your knees, quick, and pray for a safe return
Of the blue you once knew
Not the red, that bled
into the blue, half full cup of Myrrh
with half a cup of blood
turned my skies bubblegum pink
oh dear.
book binding
- February 26, 2011
- alterEgo
- 1 Comment
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