Vices like vipers – Oh, Sleeper 0
Your scarlet soaked and bold
and the sheep’s eyes locked to mine, sink to my bones.
Though your lips still drip, intentions, they keep me wanting more…
It’s rising against all the walls we built for falling.
All the walls we built just stand in vain to draw you near.
It’s the wool to hide the wolves.
And under these toes from where we last spoke, Your words laid so firm.
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