

PhemieC (1 year ago)
doubtâs an elastic that snaps where you grasp it
with idle hands clasped on your wrist just as sharp as
a kiss on the scar where you carved out her name
or a line that is straight and confined to your fate
youâre resigned to be damned by your hand in her hand
she will hold you as soft as feather on water
you float on her fingers, she pulls you apart
itâs not hard, it wont hurt, itâs not right for a daughter of god
not for one of his flock
not for good little girls
but good god youâre not
good girl
hate is a bile that starts in your guts and erupts
from your throat like a geyser, you try to provoke
and emote and spit angry black stains on their lies
as they hock more to block out their shame
and their cries, how they try, but it wont be enough
not as long as you live, youâll all drown in the stuff
it wont help to be patient, the water will rise after all
youâre all in the same place arenât you, daughter of god?
just one of his flock
like the good little girls
but good god youâre not
good girl
good girlâ¦
light, you can see now the dark is receding
parts leaving, not bleeding, just holes for the healing to start
thereâs your heart and it sees with itâs wings out
it reads what you think in the bones of the body
you shrink and you smile and you try to make small
but the devil sees all and she thinks youâre a beauty
youâre bursting and beating and burning up
hotter each second, the reckoning comes for you daughter of god
comes for one of his flock
for the good little girls
but good god youâre not
good girl
love is a place where she touches your face, but also your thighs (and itâs alright)
love is a place where the tide always rises, the ink never dries (and itâs alright)
love is a place where you see with your heart and fly with your eyes (and itâs alright)
love is a place where your innocence goes when it dies.
Youâll never know what you could find (let love turn on the light)
Youâll never know what you could find (let love touch you tonight)
Youâll never know what you could find (let love drown your soul)
Youâll never know what you could find (let love make you whole, daughter of godâ¦)
MCDANSELM (1 year ago)
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doubtâs an elastic that snaps where you grasp it
with idle hands clasped on your wrist just as sharp as
a kiss on the scar where you carved out her name
or a line that is straight and confined to your fate
youâre resigned to be damned by your hand in her hand
she will hold you as soft as feather on water
you float on her fingers, she pulls you apart
itâs not hard, it wont hurt, itâs not right for a daughter of god
not for one of his flock
not for good little girls
but good god youâre not
good girl
hate is a bile that starts in your guts and erupts
from your throat like a geyser, you try to provoke
and emote and spit angry black stains on their lies
as they hock more to block out their shame
and their cries, how they try, but it wont be enough
not as long as you live, youâll all drown in the stuff
it wont help to be patient, the water will rise after all
youâre all in the same place arenât you, daughter of god?
just one of his flock
like the good little girls
but good god youâre not
good girl
good girlâ¦
light, you can see now the dark is receding
parts leaving, not bleeding, just holes for the healing to start
thereâs your heart and it sees with itâs wings out
it reads what you think in the bones of the body
you shrink and you smile and you try to make small
but the devil sees all and she thinks youâre a beauty
youâre bursting and beating and burning up
hotter each second, the reckoning comes for you daughter of god
comes for one of his flock
for the good little girls
but good god youâre not
good girl
love is a place where she touches your face, but also your thighs (and itâs alright)
love is a place where the tide always rises, the ink never dries (and itâs alright)
love is a place where you see with your heart and fly with your eyes (and itâs alright)
love is a place where your innocence goes when it dies.
Youâll never know what you could find (let love turn on the light)
Youâll never know what you could find (let love touch you tonight)
Youâll never know what you could find (let love drown your soul)
Youâll never know what you could find (let love make you whole, daughter of godâ¦)
MCDANSELM (1 year ago)
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