Others in Our love space
Watching us harden like fallen snow.
Its pure turns into dirt
We're half dead inside
We start a creed of recovery ,
A stain massacre will be the death of me.
Pretending we're built on solid ground.
Never really settling down
Slowly weathering away
Monsters in my dreams become real today.
A phantom start sleeping in our bed we made.
Waiting for us to give up.
He pounces
why we
let others in
our love space,
Not me, messing up something so pretty
Letting someone esle in our love space.
He still wants you.
I
Wanted you too
share your chest of lairs gold with me.
Will you serve it on my tomb.
Plates of rust and mold.
Lemon squeezed , all trash out of me.
Only thing left is a broken love disease.
Discard my drained soul.
Lust for others will be your treat
when you see me leave.
Throw me in dirt with broken bones.
See how long it takes to decompose.
Bedrock keeping hope afloat.
You're on the phone when I get home
When stones starts to slip away.
We slowly weather away
With the phantom that started our decay.
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