Meal of a Fool

See the soft, sad dance she does

Among the broken, velvet leaves

Like a ghost in a quiet cemetery

Leaving nothing for the wary.

And the rain tumbles down in sheets

Never threatening her translucent skin

Angry eyes that watch you in vain

Promised to drive you to near insane.

All but your pathetic existence

Lingers in her crimson mind

As fresh blood rages through her heart

Longing to tear you apart.

All the things, so dark, you'll never understand

The past that bites your soul, so deeply

The trash bin where you fetch your meal

When you had a feast, but ruined that deal.

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