lacerations grip her neck signaling her halo once fell
bruises come and go like nomads in the night
little silent assassins lick her from head to toe
little poker players bet their wages on her body
oh, but that dress hanging off her shoulders
and that smile
behind her respirator says everything is okay
everything is okay
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 11:53 AM UTC
lacerations grip her neck signaling her halo once fell
bruises come and go like nomads in the night
little silent assassins lick her from head to toe
little poker players bet their wages on her body
oh, but that dress hanging off her shoulders
and that smile
behind her respirator says everything is okay
everything is okay
