Icy Thorns

I wish I could taste the blood

Going round and round  around your heart

I wish I could burn this flame

Sit still and make the rage take the blame

I wish I wasn't reaching for a whole

When all I am is an icy thorn

Like a rose, but not a red one

An insecure, colorless, dead one

Oh my love, pour me with that pureness

Because I crave it, that little innocence

And bend me that strand of heart

Before I fall into the fading art

Author's Note

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