When you laughed at my plan
And you mocked all my words
I knew then you were worse, you'd forgotten to love
In your hands, in your hands, my heart
And the sun was unclean
And the morning was same
Contorting in the dark
And the bedroom you made
The first of the stars, too bright for your eyes
And in your hands, my heart
And the morning's your curse
And the sun's still unwashed
worse
words
unwashed
there
still
stars
sheltered
running
yourself
scarred
river
vertigo
night
nails
route
curse
suffer
escape
crushing
contorting
bedroom
bright
drunk
shall
fumes
course
artist
flames
blood
morning
scratching
first
phone
forgotten
hands
bridge
howling
laughed
unclean
heart
loved
mocked
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