she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions hide in there.
her eyes drip venom,
incapacitating
all she glances upon,
turning a summer sunrise
into decay.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions move beneath the surface.
her lips skitter,
chasing down
and breaking apart
even the sturdiest of mountains.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions crawl under skin.
her teeth gnaw,
eroding
all she touches,
turning a broken promise
into gossamer strands.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions dance within her skull.
her chest heaves,
filling up
and emptying out
the horizon.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions bleeding throughout.
her heart roars,
shaking
all she treads on,
turning a lifetime
into dust.
she's got shadows in her hair
and I no longer care about the scorpions.
her hands shake,
holding my
immortal coil
in a death grip.
she's got scorpions in her hair.
Feb 2, 2024
Feb 2, 2024 at 4:40 AM UTC
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions hide in there.
her eyes drip venom,
incapacitating
all she glances upon,
turning a summer sunrise
into decay.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions move beneath the surface.
her lips skitter,
chasing down
and breaking apart
even the sturdiest of mountains.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions crawl under skin.
her teeth gnaw,
eroding
all she touches,
turning a broken promise
into gossamer strands.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions dance within her skull.
her chest heaves,
filling up
and emptying out
the horizon.
she's got shadows in her hair
and scorpions bleeding throughout.
her heart roars,
shaking
all she treads on,
turning a lifetime
into dust.
she's got shadows in her hair
and I no longer care about the scorpions.
her hands shake,
holding my
immortal coil
in a death grip.
she's got scorpions in her hair.
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