I was crying tears of blood beneath a sea foam sky
Deep red pouring out of my fingers and throat
Even as my brain flooded black and blue
Desperate hands reaching out impossibly
To far branches of faded yellow trees
Feet turning to glass and shattering on the pavement
Lungs breath in words and dead memories
Exhaling the smoke in bands through star-studded skin
Tongue curling around the intoxicating flames
Our legs were bound to the witches' stake
As bishops burned our faces away
Living gazes fade to asphalt irises
The sea foam sky pressed down into your
Telescope eyes obscuring distant yellow trees
Twisting blue-black fingers into scythes
Your thoughts like shrapnel splatter against the smoke-stained
Wall that kept blue-green hearts from turning pink
Lips blow a final red puff as static fills your ears
I press hands to my skull to keep out the static wake
Steel sound like knives rubbing together
And pistols loading with burnt out passions
My sea foam sky turns to purple squid ink
Filling my mouth with paper and pencil shavings
Choking me on a charcoal breeze couloured blue-orange-red
I will wear your clothes like an armour
Running through fire with war paint on my hands
Fighting to stay alive so that one will survive
Push through the crystal flesh curtains
Plunging head first beneath reclamation waters
Rising into the blaze of a sunflower sky
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