I love how ugly you looked under direct light
The way your gnarled grappling hooks for hands sink in the tide
Your features twist in trepidation
No beauty left in your hallow sunken cheekbones
Your eyes red from fatigue
You are not beautiful
I'm sorry I never tried to save you
Watching you fall is starting to be too much
I'm sorry
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
I love how ugly you looked under direct light
The way your gnarled grappling hooks for hands sink in the tide
Your features twist in trepidation
No beauty left in your hallow sunken cheekbones
Your eyes red from fatigue
You are not beautiful
I'm sorry I never tried to save you
Watching you fall is starting to be too much
I'm sorry
