Parables In Sign
I
am so beautiful
and I
think this whole thing is pitiful
where all these
crazy people
try to to bring me down
but I stand
so
proud
here on
this consecrated
ground
why must all these voices
pile up so
high
growing loud
bringing me down
yea, but I won't
hide
silver cups
overflowing
people wondering
without knowing
these crowds so
very lost
hear me now
so shallow here
attempts to bleed out these
purging words
falling deeper onto this
bed of swords
don't know where I'm falling towards
beside me
beside you
our fading dreams start to
obstruct our view
and these fickle signs
they begin to
realign
what I said to you
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