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She sleeps with one eye open
A death wish over her head
Waiting for no reprieve
Like a supplicant
To a deed long since burned
Ashes are not forgotten
Her world is shrouded in lies and deceit
Where birth is death
If one is crossed twice
Let her live, let her live
Let her breathe without a tremble
Let her live, let her live
Living on the edge of trepidation
Handcuffed
Trees that do not sway in the breeze
The defenders of the amity
Defend nothing
Tip toe to cause no sound
No voice that carries through no wind
Fear the powder, the drink, the cuisine
Shudder at every discord
Fragile eggshells
Let her live, let her live
Let her breathe without a tremble
Let her live, let her live
Living on the edge of trepidation
 Aeolith · Mon Jan 30, 2012 @ 08:11am · 0 Comments |
