Jan 2018
A broken mirror,
a bleeding fist.
A silver blade against a wrist.
Tears falling to lips unkissed..
Ignore her and she won't exist.
She's not the kind you'll come to miss.
a bleeding fist.
A silver blade against a wrist.
Tears falling to lips unkissed..
Ignore her and she won't exist.
She's not the kind you'll come to miss.
