Saturday, August 22, 2015

Casualty

I'll explode my words on to your canvass
My love is the bomb
You love to paint
Paint with what's left of me
The shreds clump
To remind you of what I was
Stroke a beautiful scene
Dip your brush in the obscene
My voice avoids your ear
My words sneak past
My efforts fall short
You don't see me
You see only what you wish
I hand you the knife
Only to see you smile
Wipe the blade clean
Now watch me fall
I'll bleed out
And smile for you
As long as you stare
With those beautiful browns
But your mind is somewhere else
I'm just a casualty
Caught in the fire of your love

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