I carve into my skin-
Hopeless similes,
Accolades of caustic sin.
That take the form of love-stained lines:
Sentinel of society's confines.
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 2:45 PM UTC
I carve into my skin-
Hopeless similes,
Accolades of caustic sin.
That take the form of love-stained lines:
Sentinel of society's confines.
