Should they
Use a knife
And cut out your ego
Penetrate the cold eyes
And paint a pretty pink
Gashes of red will adorn your hands
Markings of trees and labrynthian words
Tattoo an oath of truth on to your temple
For the mirrors and eyes that graze you shamelessly
Amputation ...the quasi weightlessness
Tool of a foolish cleanser
The pear of anguish
And yes the world heard then
Your screams ...so musical that she danced on top of your unmarked grave
Apr 30, 2024
Apr 30, 2024 at 9:39 AM UTC
Should they
Use a knife
And cut out your ego
Penetrate the cold eyes
And paint a pretty pink
Gashes of red will adorn your hands
Markings of trees and labrynthian words
Tattoo an oath of truth on to your temple
For the mirrors and eyes that graze you shamelessly
Amputation ...the quasi weightlessness
Tool of a foolish cleanser
The pear of anguish
And yes the world heard then
Your screams ...so musical that she danced on top of your unmarked grave
