Emily Myers Poems
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Lamb To The Slaughter
Put away your mercy and tools of perfect persuasion
Don't hold me here against my will on this oh so ordinary occasion
My secrets lie within me, there they shall stay until my grave
you're smothering the feelings to which i've become my own slave.
this chain and ball around me pull me underneath the water
Now you lead me like a lamb, by the hand to the slaughter
Innocent and naive what have i done to deserve this?
your grace is my death and i know i cannot escape it
you are so far away, how am i supposed to believe?
in something so unimaginable that i can't even ...
Play Me: I'M Your Piano
Your seductive eyes play me like the piano
which you use to tune your mistruths
Slowly you draw me in with your medicinal vocals
that envelope me in warm, soft tones.
Keep singing to me Siren; lure me out to sea
I’ll follow your lies, lulled by your naïve beauty
Sugar coated notes slip between your teeth
I shut my eyes and follow the oceans deadly drift
When suddenly the music stops, my smile starts to fade