ART OF DECAY (2011) Buried inside, six feet deep rests the love I have for you. And not a day passes by I dont desecrate this grave, just to have a thought of you. You age my cob-webbed heart. You tear my soul apart. Buried alive, six feet deep in the grave I dug myself. Skin falls from my flesh like ash; exposing the charred remains I have hidden from myself. The mistakes I have made and the price I have paid; forever Im in debt. My heart and soul have wept. I have come to see the art of decay... Come to blow the dried-up roses away. You are the light of my day, and in these dark times; wherever you are, the Moon reflects your shine. Buried inside, six feet deep rests our love to be reborn. And not a day passes by I dont claw away the dirt, just to show that I DO mourn. And Im still crazy... But only for you.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Feb 2014 22:17:30 +0000
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