Jun 29 2011
Blind Before You
You presented me with black roses full of thorns
And I took them ‘coz I was blind before you
Didn’t feel the bleeding hands
Only your lips against mine
Didn’t know how poisonous you were
So I kissed you hard
And after you had lifted your camouflage cover
I still couldn’t see your true colors
You had blinded me by your icy love
And I was trapped inside your hurricane heart
I had become a dead swan struggling to breathe
Or was I just a person hard to believe?
This post was submitted by Trisha Runel.
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Nothing rhymes. Just the last bit. That served to emphasize the ending well.
I would have changed the title, though…