
My muse dressed in thorns
Blood dripping red as crimson
Don’t fade away please
poetry from the mind of a Scorpio

My muse dressed in thorns
Blood dripping red as crimson
Don’t fade away please

You were never meant to be
There for an entire life
in my most sincere
You were my favorite chapter
In a book long forgotten
You were the most stunning line
In a song long unheard
You were the most dazzling view
In a road long since travelled
You were love
In a world of hate
You were power
In a world of weakness

You’re a liar
Do you have any idea Briar where liars go?
You’re a heathen
Do you have any idea Briar where heathens go?
You’re a demon
Do you have any idea Briar where demons go?
You’re the love of my life
Do you have any idea Briar, what I would give for you?
My demonic lover
You seduce me like no other
Pulling me into your dark cover
Your voice echoing like that of a choir
But I must remember dear Briar
You are nothing but a loving liar