My castle is on the ground

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Inspired by a photo of a glass door I took. 'cover'.

Submitted: September 19, 2017

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My castle is on the ground.

 

the heart;

the core that shines with rays of blood;
boiling lava that floats through the tiny
spaces of an air you breathe;

red;

red rising from the sore infected wound
bursted into life ages ago before you
came.

The inner is hurt; the inner is ill, the inner
is on the floor; the inner is aching bones;
rotten skin; teary eyes and weeping
sorrows.

The glass door;

the glass door is your ticket to my own
reflections;

The glass door is a joke that no one
gets; i can't hear the laughs, why can't I
hear the laughs?

It's an ill humor my savior;

Point at the joker, she finally fell;

She smelled the roses, she took his hand;
she is a fool;

she is a fool;

she is a fool;

One for the love;

Two for the lust;

Three for who she is.

Cold;

colder than stones on a rainy morning;
Shatters of glass, please don't look,
please don't come close;

Blue;

Blues are singing goodbye pretty pain,
goodbye;

Blue and bruised;

The kingdom has fallen;

My castle is on the ground;

My castle is on the ground.


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