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Pearl

How gorgeous she looked White wings dipping into flames The swan met the devil in a passion-fueled ballet She left that place forever changed And never saw again the world in quite The same way Instead she walked about, crimson blush Clutching her breast And you, the souvenir of Hell Clinging to her chest You grew up gorgeous, too It's a wonder that this could be How could anything so tragically beautiful Come from anyone like me? Now it's down to spilling beans Naming names, taking claims Claiming you, my princess No matter what the fire brings You are a daughter of the air An heiress to the flames What an ember; I watch you glow Watch you beckon like a Candle calls the shadows with its glare I become entranced inside your dance As you follow the brook to find the path To who you are But honey, you're looking in all the wrong places I broke a mirror once, and what emerged Was you Look out below; the evening sky is falling I can't hide in night for long The day will break and you will know me You will know me You will know The trees have shrouded you from me As they parade me on their backs Your hue bright enough from here to sing This sailor out to sea, against the rocks And shadows that will no doubt Have my flesh But this heart beats for you, your mother Too, and will beat till it reaches light Yet not until this leech rips his disease Out from my skin Will strength find me to strengthen And give my passion song again I dive into the ocean Extinguished with my final breath In water I'm not meant to tread And am baptized instead Graced by you, there is nearly nothing I could dread You bathe me in your light Goodbye, my dear, goodbye

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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