What lies around the next corner?
Around the corner
I don’t know what lies ahead
Scraping off the walls
Grating screeches echo from tomorrow
Dripping off the wall
Crying to me
Lighting a fire
A fire to keep the cold away, today
Red hands, seeping true ends
A dagger drawn by day
Knives out by night
Paradise lied
It can’t hear your sorry cries
Underneath I sigh
Illness caused by knowing
A loss of sight in a billowing bush
Screaming my name
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