On The Salted Wounds
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He lost the fire searching for a reactor
A tongue corroded by meth pools
Stuck to a writer who's full of it in his confessions
A well-spoken liar in love with the tools
He will eat your young and you will act surprised
And all the ways your mind was working
He saw his lover only in tragedy
You're not the only one suffering and blind
Meth pools in his eyes
He is an aimless ghost
You haunt your bag of bones
On the window sill
Where the ash piles
In years, years of self-inflicted abuse
Open your mouth and see who's coming out
Take yourself apart from the first word
That carefully plots the doubts
Status | Released |
Category | Book |
Author | Brewer Jermone |
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