Can Scarred Legs Keep Their Cantor?

Knives Exchanging Hands

Compositor: Knives Exchanging Hands

This time you won't be the one to take it all away from me
As i fall to my knees in anguish, how could have ever known what this truly did to me?
I ran until there was no choice left but to prevail in your misbegotten destruction
All this scarred me, on to my lack of feeling and your blood can't release the poison
Your eyes are so cold
You're left alone by those who loved you so that you may choose your death
I never thought scared legs could carry me this far, on to your final resting place
I watched you die
Your heart bleeds like paper mache
I watch you die more each day
Without you here, we still remain
You're dead to me