blood suckled skin,
purple roses trickle the chest,
black eye as gift,
sharp claws rip surfaces,
glass found on body and floor,
no food for the hungry,
hearts that hang low and weary,
disabled mind,
burns on tips of fingers as punishment.
prayer in hand,
they tell me she has heaven under her feet,
I tell them to send me to hell.
DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star,
and god knows how the pink parts of me, the parts that make up my skin. The epithelial layer of
In everytime Lifetime,you will Find meyou said to me, the last time, so I will wait,whilst I turn myself into