cold fingers on notched wrists
seeking the lethargic pulse
the air full of heavy smoke
smothered by the ashes
watch our burned-out world
drowning in the faded flames
no words left to say
shivers down the twisted spine
a definite embrace
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 7:44 PM UTC
cold fingers on notched wrists
seeking the lethargic pulse
the air full of heavy smoke
smothered by the ashes
watch our burned-out world
drowning in the faded flames
no words left to say
shivers down the twisted spine
a definite embrace
