/soy/ - Soyjaks

lets have this little dance in this bloody rain inside my heart
to turn my body into art
stains of over washing rage
the happy little accidents along the way built up to this immense devastating tragedy
i feel myself crashing down from all this sound
i can not let this pain wear me down for all my days
go back and pack my body bags and sail them away a voice is calling to me to set me free

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Come, let us tread a measure in the storm,
This sanguine tempest weeping in my breast,
To sculpt my flesh into a painted woe.
Deep stains of rage that wash upon the soul,
Where happy, fleeting blunders of the past
Have forged a mountain of destroying grief.
I feel my ruin falling 'neath the roar,
Yet must not let this anguish wear me down
Unto the bitter ending of my days.
Go, bind my shroud, and sail my bones away;
A spirit calls, to break my chains for aye!