010: Permanent Stain

A piece I wrote about a recent experience. If any musicians out there are interested in setting this to music, I'd love to hear your interpretations! email ericbarrywrites@gmail.com or @ericbarrywrits on insta, @ericbarry on twitter.
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Permanent Stain

Lay me down
With your words
Needle me
Till it hurts

Out and in
Your hand it knows
Start over again
The story goes

So paint a picture, however you see fit
Make me your work of art,
Filling in my empty parts

Your broad strokes, and interpretations
I’ll open up, I won’t complain
Leave me with your permanent stain

And once it’s all over..
We’ll take in what's been done
We’ll bite our lips like some schoolyard kids,
“Hey thanks, I had fun”

And we’ll leave each other, maybe with a hug

But when we part ways, no matter what we say,
We’ll look back in the mirror on what happened that day
And from time to time, we may change our mind,
But we’ll never slip this skin

So paint a picture, however you see fit
Use me up, I’ll be fine with it,
Make me your work of art,
Filling in my fucking empty parts

Your broad strokes, and interpretations
I’ll open up, I won’t complain
In fact if you had to ask me, I’ll be back again
But here we are, it’s the price I pay,
Finding safety in familiar pain,

So strap on, strap down, your hands, on me now
And leave me with your permanent stain

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