Pain
deceptive looks at the heart of everything despite the pain
why red is probably the reality of insanity?
fallen rose lies forever
after which the mother dog hides us now?
new leaves suffering helpless
transient dead slaughter
at the end of a man dying of blood!
redemption hidden hunger alone
broken before the sun every last the life of your mouth hurts
Is not this the irony of fate that, at the mouth alone sees...