With frozen veins, i can't hold worm blood,
Holding in the pain, hiding the bruises,
For i was lovely and sweet as a peach,
But got married to the hustle and pain,
For life that was to hard,
The more i played,
The more i payed,
Though it was not ever casted back,
Broken and worn i was,
Until i froze and left for dead,
And now i leave with icey veins.
Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 8:45 PM UTC
With frozen veins, i can't hold worm blood,
Holding in the pain, hiding the bruises,
For i was lovely and sweet as a peach,
But got married to the hustle and pain,
For life that was to hard,
The more i played,
The more i payed,
Though it was not ever casted back,
Broken and worn i was,
Until i froze and left for dead,
And now i leave with icey veins.
