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Pillars of salt
You cut me here,
without ever saying a word.
Then you twisted and turned,
your knife into a sword.
Then you took back your word,
now I'm never sure.
Then you took my soul,
not knowing what it's worth.
So I cut my self,
to show you where it hurts.
Don't look back there's pillars of salt for sure
So your dreams washed ashore,
gamma waves of rain.
There's a life of pain,
hidden within three words (I love you)
So you sold my soul,
not knowing that its cursed.
So I cut myself
to show you where it hurts.
Don't look back there's pillars of salt for sure.
Copyright ©
joseph randall
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