Violence is mistakenly excused as love rather than the work of the loveless.
lyrics
That first kiss,
My love you gripped me too hard with your lips,
Blushing capillaries burst,
Blood rushes to mee the skin...
The skin where your kiss had been
I wore that kiss for so long,
But your love it hurts me so.
All the times I tried to leave you pulled me back,
Devouring all that's good of me.
You kiss me too much now my love,
And you're not so careful about where you place them,
My friends worry, my family say I don't call.
Endophelin kicks in,
Your kiss has faded to a bilverdin green,
Blood cells break, like promises that pushed past your teeth,
And shy away from the skin,
The skin where your kiss had been.
Now if I close my eyes,
Press upon my shoulder,
Just beneath the collar,
Brushing stiff cotton,
I can almost feel where your kiss was.
A dull pain, strengthened with hemosiderin.
I've left that behind now,
I never whispered a word of you, but...
There's a strength in silence, isn't there?
credits
from Solipsis,
released August 21, 2013
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