I’ll just sit here and stare
But stay
Be completely unaware
Please be the innocent flower
And I’ll be the serpent
For I often tire of being the victim
Lay close to me
Yet far away
You’re new and tender
Like a fresh bale of hay
But you’re failing me
Failing to make me smile
Failing to wear the frown
Failing to wear the crown
I’m joking
Along with what I say
Along with what I say
I’ll call you my baby
Just for today
But when the sun descends
Hides behind the clouds
I’ll no longer be the one you found
The feigned smile will swiftly fade
Revealing slightly the sharpened blade
You’ll be maimed by explosion
Damaged by erosion
Of the sweet nothings that you imposed on
Thus there I’ll stand
Your final breath
Say you love me
And I’ll bite your neck
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