Losing to a fall
Life cant survive this
Sometimes I cry to dismiss
That you’re not here by my side at all.
Broken from the branches, my vine
Fall in line
A little more pain and I’ll be fine.
To my soul, you are Judas with a kiss
Jericho, my built up walls will fall.
Lay me down like a card nine.
Death of me, if I miss
Cupid bow and an overall
Disguise the passion, in a clove of pain and stall
A bit more till desire and despair wither my soul, while you fall in line.