Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter
Sun that shines past into light
Setting fire
To curtains in hope that you're dreaming
Destroying the tomb of memories from your
Life
In the room full of family
But couldn't
Find one
In the hallways lit up brightly
But couldn't find myself
I laid drunk on
The concrete on the day of your birth in
Celebration of all you were worth
I am my father's son
I am no one
I cannot love
It's in my blood
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