Apr 2017
silenced sliced skin,
blood etching begins,
red river flows,
from my writs to toes.
a coffin to a hearse,
a killing curse,
eyes fill with tears of blood,
lay me down to descent into the mud.
blood etching begins,
red river flows,
from my writs to toes.
a coffin to a hearse,
a killing curse,
eyes fill with tears of blood,
lay me down to descent into the mud.
