Sweet crystalline incision
Rake upon my skin
To the grounds from burning heavens
Shall I absorb within

Your oblong sweet distortion
Ricochet and cleanse
On the streets of sinful nights and days
From gods, on down to men

Blind me in the street lights
Refracting all the glow
Sweet raindrops, suicidal
Lifeless, how they flow

Sweet raindrops, suicidal
Ending far below
Tales of souls from much more perfect men
Like rain, becoming snow

A wondrous ode to fickle hearts
Sung by a whitened crow
Powder coated in perfection
Wont you let him go

 
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