Throw a pebble to distort

The mingling image beneath the dark cord.

Throw another one to erase

The smirking shame of shadow's face.


Throw the pebble at the guilt,

Where they could silently rot and wilt.

Throw it at the mist,

Let mistakes weep, crossed off your sinful list.


Now, you don't have anything more.

Your hands grip, search along your body's core,

But there is nothing, a doll can bestow...

Keep crying, losing, selling... Throw...