Strawberry Light

I'm the pillar and I'm drowning myself in the nearest lake
I'm the pillar and I'm collapsing again
There are only two pages in between us,
I'm writing everything down

I was told that you were loving me unconditionally but I was walking on thin ice 
There's a clock in my cells
Formed by the youth of my bones

Till they're out of taste
Till they're out


I taught my body how to say no and now it says that all the time
But my skin was strawberry light and hung like a curtain
But my skin was dead and the smell dazed me


I heard you get hurt by a different set of things
They always come and talk to me as if I were you


I'm expecting all the girls...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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