Some say love it is an angel
Some say love, a firey ring
And when I Walked past, it
Postured playfully
Dragged my being to the depths
Of everything I couldn't be
Then it spat me out
My sweet realease
My feigned regret
My epiphany for Emily
I was the one
Who made the blind girl see
Blood my eyelids, blood my cheeks
My first kill
Was who I was never supposed to be
But you'll be happy now
You'll be happy now
You'll be happy Emily.
Some say love it is an angel
Some say love, a firey ring
And when I Walked past, it
Postured provocatively
Flew my being to the flame
Of everything I didn't believe
Then it put me out
My sweet deceit
My feigned intent
My epiphany for Emily
Was I the one
Who made the blind girl see?
Blood my eyelids, blood my cheeks
My last kill
Who was I ever supposed to be?
But were you happy then
Were you happy then
Were you happy Emily?
- Author: Edthepoet ( Offline)
- Published: December 30th, 2021 08:48
- Category: Unclassified
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