Breadcrumbs:
Blood Parade
The parade of glass
cascades through
jagged hungry fingers
crimson hollow
rivers
beguiling bitter
waves seducing
razorflesh princes
who kisses the princess
white
Marching through the crowds
Her listless face is fading
Ecstasy diminished
Sorrowful and forceful
Racing heart
Echoing, the drummer
peels back the skin revealing
her salvation
bringing her back from
7, 12, 14, 26.
Kiss the toad
beat the drum
peel the skin
feed the demons
Come to again...

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