Her skin crawls
Lucidity
Crystal clear night
I see through your skin
Taunt with self-deceptiveness
Cracks
Cracks
Keep bursting up
Boils and boils are in your makeup
I want to rip those cracks
Destroy this faery tale
I want to eat your soul
Whispering shallow thing it is
Your essence is a disgusting thing
Warped and bent
Withering between my fingers I grasp it
I want to burn it
Watch those pretty colors arise
From the blackened mass I hold
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 11:51 AM UTC
Her skin crawls
Lucidity
Crystal clear night
I see through your skin
Taunt with self-deceptiveness
Cracks
Cracks
Keep bursting up
Boils and boils are in your makeup
I want to rip those cracks
Destroy this faery tale
I want to eat your soul
Whispering shallow thing it is
Your essence is a disgusting thing
Warped and bent
Withering between my fingers I grasp it
I want to burn it
Watch those pretty colors arise
From the blackened mass I hold
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