Clothes of Innocence
By Berry Fantastic
A rag doll with a tattered parasol
Locked out of the carnival and freak show
It’s where you belong, it will not be long
In a cage of sapphire barbed wire
Dressed you up to veil the hideousness
And would the tears wash away the silence
Were those shoes a tight squeeze
The clothes of innocence
On a phantom creature
I hope they cut your heels
You are just a live lie
You are too weak to die
Now all you do is mourn the morn
A rose embedded in sharp thorns
And your skin is dirty and torn
And you just want it all to end
And you’ve been pinned to your own web
A victim of your own damn sin
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© 2007 Starrburry Gayzur
Published on Tuesday, October 16, 2007.
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On Wednesday, October 17, 2007, nur hidayah
(114) wrote:
:'( You've shredded me to strips and hung me by the hooks of your words.