Post by denverkatczinsky on Jun 4, 2017 21:21:12 GMT -5
Decide
Out of the darkness,
Spun into gold,
Returned your love,
nearly sevenfold.
Behind the eyes,
and sun kissed hair,
remains only emptiness,
allied to despair.
Beneath your feet,
a conquered heart,
resigned to accept defeat.
to ask for mercy would be a sin,
a butchered truth told,
without dispute, let us begin.
Out of the darkness,
Spun into gold,
Returned your love,
nearly sevenfold.
Behind the eyes,
and sun kissed hair,
remains only emptiness,
allied to despair.
Beneath your feet,
a conquered heart,
resigned to accept defeat.
to ask for mercy would be a sin,
a butchered truth told,
without dispute, let us begin.