There was something
About the cold metal
Sliding across my
Innocent skin
As it slowly ripped it open,
Like a zipper on a jacket
There was just something about it
That always had me crawling back
To do it once more
-e.w.
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
There was something
About the cold metal
Sliding across my
Innocent skin
As it slowly ripped it open,
Like a zipper on a jacket
There was just something about it
That always had me crawling back
To do it once more
-e.w.
