Around me he dethroned himself from his public persona pedestal.
The King, I found Mane less across my lap.
Who knew a Jungle so Marvelous was managed at the hands of such a mangled soul?
No one…
He chose me, I still don't understand why.
Broken bottles on the ground the taste of pain and stench of corruption in the air and yet he seemed to only find the most perfect mosaic in my cold sharp pieces
So I strive to be this perfect art form at just the right distance,
So afraid if he catches me in my true light he will see my true worth
So afraid if he gets to close he will cut his heart on my imperfections.
I was cautious and carful with every step when it came to him.
A diamond under my tongue I kept him in the safest softest parts of myself
Hiding my fortune from the worlds darkness - from my darkness
He so happy in this illusion, I could keep this up for eternity.
He loves me, and I love him too.
I never took in account how clumsy we would be.
I could see how much he trusted me, but I just couldn’t give it in return at least not in its entirety.
That would only result in the revealing of the true me.
So I let him hold me, it was just once I didn’t see the harm in it.
But his hands became too comfortable and I started to panic
He fumbled and I fell
Broken bottles on the ground the taste of pain and stench of corruption in the air
He thinks he is to blame
He no longer sees a mosaic in this mess of me.
So afraid he won’t stay
So afraid I’ve lost the glow that fist tamed….. --The King, I found Mane less across my lap.
Who knew a Jungle so Marvelous was managed at the hands of such a mangled soul?
No one…
He chose me, I still don't understand why.
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