Discover me while I portray
Our shattered wings as
Music. We've blown away
Our master planets and My
Skin is still orbiting your
Laugh line failures. Stay farther
away From me and I will ensure
Your pain. I already stapled this
Page to our silence. I thought
Of you through broken paints
Running scared up my leg;
I hid my shattered Breathing.
These train tracks will sour
The fresh beaten clouds, but
Our wreckage was already
Laying down.
