Bittersweet Choice

To entertain her thoughts
a life of loveless sorrow
in interminable gloom more fury then a Sumerian queen
in interminable gloom more fury then a Sumerian queen
entangled in her skeleton
What have you lost? What have you gained?
Impeccable taste but at what cost
the spectre of cracked lips;
less beautiful to me
less beautiful to me
Prior, seraphs golden garden transformed
now transparent thorns
you'll pay your dues in immortality
Through bridal weakness she chose to fall
and in her despair an ethereal temperament arises
she'll fade into her lovers pillow
with drowned feathers and clipped wings
with glazed eyes, stripped of her voice,
of her choice to sing
a black nightingale far beyond a scintillating soul
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