That Is Not a Window

Flower of pain
Beauty so insane
Couldn't grasp the reflection
Overdosing the addiction
Hidden in blood and bones
Silence unknown
No ears for advice
No music, just ice
Metal it hurts
Run little red bird
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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