If it is not love
Then I am speaking of the Devil
With my spiky hair and my spider t-shirt
How quick you appear
Loveless and holier-than-thou
But I am not around
Touch-me-not, if you're a king
Bored when I am sober
Craving affection, inventing words
I want your paradise
Someone I can trust
If it is not love
Do you mean what you say?
Do you get angry at yourself?
Do you ever feel like someone else?
Dying on a mountain of roses
Singing to blackbirds
If it is not love
How quick you appear
Hungover and forsaken
But I am not around.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 18th, 2024 16:34
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
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