Thorns

The Azoic

Thorns brace my side as you plunge deep 
Into resistance, escaping the eternal 
Pieces shroud the fear as they are held within the core 
Then you pierce my skin, I stumble falling to the floor 
Hurt in my eyes, red, as blood 
My lips quiver in the dark 
Carve me from the earth, from inside, unexposed 
No facade, no expectations, transformed. 
Refrain I shrivel, with pain inside these walls 
You carved the lies onto my skin. 
Thorns brace my side as you plunge deep 
Into resistence escaping the eternal.
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