"Born From All This Smoke"

-by Shayne Edwin Pruett

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i sleep on beds of broken windows,

i breathe in fire and exhale smoke.

who knew we could ever live twice,

my eyes freeze over; diamonds - ice.

a forgotten glance and nowhere stare,

falling up and down the stairs.

i cry myself to sleep,

i why myself to sleep.

a broken wrist to hold my name,

to learn to drop my beating heart.

here's to new beginnings, you fucks,

i hope my name feels sharp.

from out your tongue,

your forked tongues,

to slice my name in half i hope - you fucks,

i hope my name feels sharp.

from the bottom of my heart,

from the bottom of my heart,

i hope my name feels sharp,

i hope my name feels sharp.

i sleep on beds of broken windows,

i breathe in fire and exhale smoke.

i hope you choke,

i hope you choke,

i hope you choke,

from the bottom of my throat,

i hope you both,

i hope you both,

fucking choke.

i hope you fucking choke.

from the bottom of my heart and born from all this smoke,

i hope my name feels sharp - i hope you fucking choke.

crooked fingers traced my face,

to remind me of how much i hate this place.

a twisted glance, forgotten dance!

you never deserved a chance.

greedy hips to steal my thoughts,

forced to feed on times we fought.

i have no shame,

i lost my name,

and you're to blame,

you're to blame.

i lost my bed in broken windows,

and now i'll never sleep the same.

if ever you felt anything so sharp,

i hope it is my name.

i hope you lose my name.

from the bottom of my throat,

and the insides of my soul.

i hope you slip on memories,

i hope you both grow cold.

bury me,

bury mine,

for all the times...

i called you mine.

for every meter and every rhyme,

for every heartless fucking crime,

and every thoughtless, pining whine,

and all the fucking drops of wine.

i hope you feel my hate,

wrap up in my hate.

because you aren't born of bond,

you're just a fucking fake.

from the bottom of my heart and born from all this smoke,

i hope my name feels sharp - i hope you fucking choke.

from the bottom of my heart and born from all this smoke,

i hope my name feels sharp - i hope you fucking choke.