May 2019
disfigured eyes of mine
I have them in my hand
they don't wish to see
& tremble like the end
people throw dark ashes
my orbs are almost full
& suddenly I lost
my memories,
the falling eyes' thud
that carmine of the blood
I have them in my hand
they don't wish to see
& tremble like the end
people throw dark ashes
my orbs are almost full
& suddenly I lost
my memories,
the falling eyes' thud
that carmine of the blood
it happens that you want to remove your eyes to not see things around, and it is even more pleasant to hear the sound of the blood
