The bloodstain on his sleeve
The hunger in his stare...

The words they flow
And scribble to the page...

*Not much rhyme...but i took a different approach...
Another gave her my address, to boast, about me...

Your diminishing word and rhyme
Forsaken you, fade out in time...

Nothing you could say would make me look away
I'm captive to her charm...

The chosen fallen join the rain
It's pours against your voice...

All these beautiful whispers
Speak ill of only one name...

I slipped into your worship so easy, clear-view
All I leave around are jagged edges, once new...