Prism

The beggar's swill
The royal wine
Red inside your veins
A bucket full of piss or brine
All just dirty rain
Hardest roots
The softest shoots
Filth under the drain
Field in drought
The driest mouth
Dying for a taste
Of you

To be formless
Shapeless
Like you
To crash on down
Flow around

Wealth
Good health
Warm
No more bad storm
Gone
Safe from harm
Doom sings through me
No more

I am formless
I flow around

Like you
You



Credits
Writer(s): Mallon Khan
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