Triangle
Sympathetic angel, synapsed strangled
tangled and dangled on a pedestal
Floating down the river, drowning in emotion
Sleeping with beetles, running through
deserted devotions
cross ringed desire, upside down
Heartless porcelain angel, wearing
A crown of roses and posies for others
Sweet dearly departed, Angel
If you were alive, we could be a triangle
Twisted vines in your fingers
This is where the pain still lingers
A drifted wanderer, a lost cadaver
A sympathetic redeemer
Stifled by the tears filling your lungs
Crying in the windblown seas
This is my happiness, oh yes
Open your eyes, they will never see
The beauty in you, coming to me
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