Enemy

Beautiful, alone with my enemy

And share a bitter cup of poisoning

My countenance to see his face in mine

And follow every line back to my enemy

You are mine, penny royal wine

Fly like an innocent child

That followed every line

Back to my enemy

Beautiful, falling fast from a state of grace

And trusting there's a light in darkest place

My dirty knees hold the ground till it's done with me

I've come to see that beauty is a thing that is without grace

You are mine, penny royal wine

Fly like an innocent child

That followed every line

Back to my enemy

Beautiful, at home with my history

And run the scarlet ink with the tears of mercy

My battle wounds lay to rest in a treasure box

And thinking of the scars as the jewels of my story

You are mine, penny royal wine

Fly like an innocent child

That followed every line

Back to my enemy

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