Sometimes
I visualize the end
before I can
listen to what
the beginning
has to say
Sometimes
you get so close
While I have to
pull away
It's not
my intention
to appear
as the witch breaking your dawn
though I sometimes
become one
Of all people
I know
you seem like the
best of angels
and I just wished I knew
the way to see your heaven
Black flies
appear
to blind my view
And I know
I just know
that what was standing before me
was you
It's not
my intention
to be
the bad ass chick that runs
though I always
become one
It's just
that
sometimes
you need to...
swallow your tears
sometimes
you have to...
unknow what you know
And it is my own darkness
not yourself
It is not your darkness
but my own
Don't you see....?
Can't you see....?
That saints and sin
don't mix
at least not to the point
that everybody would think so
saints and sin
don't mix
just sin with
everything else...
just myself with
everybody else.
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