All the rays bend at the corners
She held sunshine
With her eyes
Being the mirror of my innerness.
How her blue dress hung like a noose.
She holds a casket heart
With my eternal longing inside.
How I’d love to be the one
She’d lay in the earth
Right before I laugh
She put away a secret
That drives me to this weary head
With a hand left cold and abulic.
I am the reason I will deny love.
I am the reason I will give up.
For this season of suicidal passion
Will not let me go,
Nor I of it.
