This still life
It looks like
Motion is gaining unexpectedly
One judgment
Will define
Recycled emotions
Underlined vindictively
Misplaced aggression and a half-hearted smile
Give regret a whole new meaning
Replace transition
With a full pound
Of style
To try and read
What's on
The ceiling
Living in fear of a future this rares denial.
Bringing back the dead
Infected affection
Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle.
We're just left for dead
This still light.
It cooks bright
Showcasing your love
Unfiltered, so fair
These judgments
Create crimes.
Forcing the witness eyes
A blank stare
Revolting obsession
The other's denial
Push at the knees before kneeling
No definition
Not even worth wile
Apart from forgetting
Living in fear of a future this rares denial.
Bringing back the dead
Infected affection
Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle.
We're just left for dead
Living in fear of a future this rares denial.
Bringing back the dead
Infected affection
Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle.
We're just left for dead