Lies turned me inside out;
I always believed life would be fair—
beautiful.
Lured by his honey words,
I turned the devil toward my soul—
naïve boy.
Blinded by his beauty,
I always believed he would be there—
lustful fool.
Lies turned me inside out;
I always believed life would be fair—
beautiful.
Lured by his honey words,
I turned the devil toward my soul—
naïve boy.
Blinded by his beauty,
I always believed he would be there—
lustful fool.
warm, fragile tears revealed I am loved
a rush of warmth as I remembered
a rush of warmth as I remembered
something to numb the past and silence
it gleamed silver in the muted air
wrapped me in snug warm wool
deceit drained our desire to flower