The Beauty

Softest of skin bruised to the touch

Her body decaying before me

Lips ruby red like the color she bled

This is real life, you can't fake it


Draw me a picture like you used to do

So I can peel off the dead skin

And let you live life anew

You let the beauty ruin you


The beauty escapes from her body so cold

Watching everything crumble away today

It was forever meant to be this way


I would split my veins open for you

If we could only lay together

Like we used to do

Your jaded life flows throw me


The beauty dies

When I look in your eyes...

The End

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