Broken red box

I love it when you stab me in the ego
And call me just an empty red box
I long for your face
My best thought fails
My best emotion dies
You take me in your hand and say
You are just an empty red box
I will break you now destroy you
And throw you in the corner
Of that postcard valley
Where the dark demon fell down
Through the horizontal door
Because there is no one more beautiful
Than one who is broken

I love it when you stab me in the ego
And call me just an empty red box
And I wait to tell you
Break me break my soul now
Dont leave no sign of me nowhere
Just a spirit i'm just a spirit
One with you nothing more
Because there is no one more beautiful
Than one who is broken

Sufficient soul

Revolving reality
Backdrop inner mirror.
Vertical boat
This overflowing night.
Soul fight paradox
The incorrigible demon.
Silent horizontal sink
Tabletop sky.
Lustworshiper sculptor
Gratitude walker.
Shackleless ego
Protruding adjective.
The gatekeeper and
My sufficient soul.