My trembling egg
In black attire
Is beaming light of thousand stars.
It's fragile shell
I have admired
And held so tight against my heart.
The role of you is undecided
Too young to know
Too old to live.
You've never brought
Enough excitement
For that I squeeze you in my palm.
My little eggshells
Are much like diamonds
Spread out across your filthy hearts.
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 9:42 PM UTC
My trembling egg
In black attire
Is beaming light of thousand stars.
It's fragile shell
I have admired
And held so tight against my heart.
The role of you is undecided
Too young to know
Too old to live.
You've never brought
Enough excitement
For that I squeeze you in my palm.
My little eggshells
Are much like diamonds
Spread out across your filthy hearts.
