Evolution of a Marraige
A great mind is mine,
Although it shines different
in the light of another
I suffer...
This constant compromise
between loving and breathing-
The death of my bones/
Or the loss of our blood?
Us....
On the upside
We can be sweet,
Sweet perfection
Me... All Betty Crocker
In a yellow apron
Another pill/
Another powder...
Whatever keeps me/
Wrapped in roses
Another selfish
sacrafice to survive
The destruction of us-
And then.....
The crash
Dare we lie
Another day-
On this stage
Dancing just to keep
all the things
I cherish least
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