The drifting smoke on an open fire
the flames flow beneath Scarlett skin
this was the curse I was Left with
I gave my blood, sacraficed skin and bone
so deep in darkness , endless agony
till I die alone
now redeemed for the tragic scene
I offered this heart entirely
for just a mere piece,a tiny glimpse
at the demon responsible for my desease
I have no reason to betray,no excuses
to say
only what's pure but before you had a cure
if suicide is the sanctuary I'm denied
if I swallow the pill,that so many have tried
than what makes the dead wake up
from the sleep
I know the love is just a backwards cremation
for those plagued by misery of starvation
so it goes,I'll wait for the one who knows
even if it takes a million years
.....
©munch77
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