Blade in hand the heavensent
Inches closer to her face
"I've been counting down the days"
Says he.
Further down the hole he went
Losing races in a maze
Wide awake inside his craze,
Crazy.
He moves in silence
Lurking between venues
Welcome and adieu
He comes and goes
In skies and ink injections
In rejections of her heart
In breaking silence,
In his art
Of knives to Faces.
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 5:18 PM UTC
Blade in hand the heavensent
Inches closer to her face
"I've been counting down the days"
Says he.
Further down the hole he went
Losing races in a maze
Wide awake inside his craze,
Crazy.
He moves in silence
Lurking between venues
Welcome and adieu
He comes and goes
In skies and ink injections
In rejections of her heart
In breaking silence,
In his art
Of knives to Faces.
