Your cryptic elegancy
Stood mummified
On display
As a lovely sentiment
In this cathedral I've built
I came to you once a day
To write you stories
About decay
And what it's been like
Living this life without you
I set you on a crucifix
And treated you like a God
You didn't perish for my sins
But for your own
I looked at you with dying eyes
And shattered the totem
That to me kept you alive
And let the sunshine
Turn your darling to stone
©venomocity
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