crocked as the world that had forsaken me im broken inside of me.. peices of mirrors scarthed around each stuck into me..deep those note i found in the funeral are those what keeps me high my body is a corpse cold like the winter chills i froze to death kiss of silence that lingers like stings of scorpions poison is into me now leave these lips longing for more of you kiss leave this thought as a chaos of unknown let those sharp daggers chase my ignorant soul
nightmareofmarch · Fri Mar 02, 2007 @ 05:22am · 0 Comments |