Place on Ice (tribute to the melancholic)

hold on hard not to fall from the line

whispered out my mind to find that it wasn't mine

free to see, yet eyes unseeing

what sinks below shall rise, far unscathed

far from clean

not so pure

in the blood of smiles they bathed

in the red moonlight they reveled

they walk all over me in satin feet

liberated, nevermore.

smile smile

the world jeers behind ur back

far from perfect, far unscathed...