Temple

Dissecting the pros n cons In her eyes lied the depths to what no one could see or feel but her They spoke for themselves Those saw what they wanted to see There was magic that reflected in her glare But deeper was her stare Passing the highest summit of neisenlauf Still she found herself submerged In trembling waters engolfed Overflowing as every cup reaches its point Her eyes could nolonger tred Ringed of life savers From cold nights of shed Where she layed wide awake she saw everything she faked Swearing death had once layed in the shadows beside her Developing her images in dark, reminders Hung over her head The spread of her temple devalued in her celluar ways Dialing in n hanging up Feeding her bodily crave Of love of wants of needs To be free From what she always gave Herself