Mar 2020
She's begging to me
through rattling teeth
and broken bones
made of ash.
Her body quivers
as cold wet hair
sticks to her skin.
She is begging for mercy
Dare I deny her of it?
through rattling teeth
and broken bones
made of ash.
Her body quivers
as cold wet hair
sticks to her skin.
She is begging for mercy
Dare I deny her of it?
