There she lies
Wide awake in this cellar of her nightmares;
A prison army camp
Stamps it's boots across her
Charcoal heart;
It's remnants will be spread across
Many eras. Smudged mascara
And a sallow face
She will replace you
Because she was trained to.
Cem 420a 11015
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 4:19 AM UTC
There she lies
Wide awake in this cellar of her nightmares;
A prison army camp
Stamps it's boots across her
Charcoal heart;
It's remnants will be spread across
Many eras. Smudged mascara
And a sallow face
She will replace you
Because she was trained to.
Cem 420a 11015
