gods & gallows

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gods & gallows

I think I'm all out of grace
my hands come up empty
writing these jaded words
my dear,
from a pocket in the dark
I wish we would've met
before I went to war
and my sheets
tied themselves into snares
I drive the splintered stake
through my chest into you
your heartbeat is mine
as I march
my flesh down to bone

 

[RareForm]

Hell yes.

I think I'm all out of grace
my hands come up empty
writing these jaded words
my dear

 

[cduggles]

I again like the whole piece.