Oct 2014
Words.
They drip off your tongue.
Like my crimson blood.
Sweet and salty,
they leave a bitter taste.
You took me to bed with a few simple words.
I regret every word I ever fell for.
They drip off your tongue.
Like my crimson blood.
Sweet and salty,
they leave a bitter taste.
You took me to bed with a few simple words.
I regret every word I ever fell for.
