Hanging By a Thread - Collaboration With Darren White
HANGING BY A THREAD - COLLABORATION WITH DARREN WHITE
I felt my life hanging by a thread
The tip of your sword piercing my heart
My mind screamed words my mouth couldn't say
The unfairness of it plain in the dark night
And through it all the sharpness of your mind
That once attracted me, like moths are drawn to flames
Dance fiercely around, burn to ashes,
Nothing remains but shallow husk, and tears
Replacing trust that once shone bright
Your deceitful words are now unveiled
Your true nature open for all to contemplate
You can't hide in the shadows anymore
No more I say, enough of your cold-bloodedness
So callous. My moth will be a butterfly;
This crying creature of the night
Will shed it's cocoon and step into the light
And as is my right, I'll conquer the skies
No more crawling for me
I was born to fly High
April 18th, 2017
By Darren White and Claudia Polydoro
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