IDENTITY

And she felt you
I fell for you

Sky has stopped to move
The Earth again desists to turn
As I still lie
Without a lie
She just denied to come and burn

Down in the abyss of deepest hell
She lies and sighs for you
To be right there
Dried
Ex to her...

And in the bottom of the hell
I pray for you to dwell nearby

And I and her
We feel the same
Rolling those stones the same steep hill
She writes you poems
I paint your face
And her and I
We lie and cry...

We clasp in palms same eyeless dolls
Barefeet we stroll
We call your name...

Both we were born same year
Same day
Same minute gave as jetblack hair

We've seen your sins
I pinned the doll
She holds my hand so I won't run
The floor I touch turns into sand
She has refused to fall no more

And her and I
We sit and die...