Borrowed Smile.. Odichrist Bethel Hotpraise

 

I come to you with a borrowed smile,
Just for your coffee sweeter than honey_ wine

I've been on fire
Craving for my falling empire

In this verge of trauma !
My heart is reaped off my body 

Like an empty snail shell
Imprisoned by turmoil,
My hair greys in her jail

The whole cloud upon me
Like a smoke on a roasting beef

Gong of dirge has tolled and gone
Struggles now I, to fix my soul,

Ashes of my heart
Scattered upon the earth

Borrowing a smile from the wind,
Who has shown me kind,

All this times of intoxicated depression,
Reviving hope to my life

I come to you with a borrowed smile
Just for your coffee sweeter than honey_wine

To chill my throat,
From pain cold.

Yes, to revive myself
From melancholic chef’s.


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