If ever I could touch
I would touch with more than a touch
but touch with a unspoken word
that,
that sends the purest chill to be ice cold from a heart that was cold blooded...
Instead I rapture my thoughts to consider the edification of beauty that exsist in the presence of blood
that,
that keeps one alive
No matter how I destroyed my innocence
I still represent confidence
When I realize that I am my own president
My life is structured by the wake of evidence
If I could ever touch...
I wouldn't touch with just an unspoken word
But I'll touch with
A
Touch