SILK

on my knees before you... why do you laugh?
walking in the wake of my tears, you laugh at me
all beautiful roses have thorns
entwined by your clawing nails, I give my body up to their silk
please let me sleep
as if to flaunt your cruelty, you still laugh
why do beautiful roses have thorns?
and if you say you would grant my pitiful request,
that beautiful rose would have its thorn as well.
entwined by your clawing nails, I give my body up to their silk
please let me sleep


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