Common sense

I’ll cry if
 
 
you ask
 
white
 
stood in my soul
 
black
 
aside
 
shadow
 
of affection
 
you ask for stone
 
turn your back
 
don’t need
 
 
words
 
 
at the bottom
 
of the consciousness
 
we are safe
 
in sweet pain –
 
sin and common sense