His body was left rigid,
In the snow,
All alone.
Truth be told,
He had a criminal mind,
And a half hearted smile...
It was just a guess that you were depressed,
That with each caress,
Your morbid mind would digest.
But being all alone,
Is really no way to go,
As you so surely demised.
Why did you try fighting it alone?
With me we could have postponed
The unearthly groan
Of what lived bellow...
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 12:06 AM UTC
His body was left rigid,
In the snow,
All alone.
Truth be told,
He had a criminal mind,
And a half hearted smile...
It was just a guess that you were depressed,
That with each caress,
Your morbid mind would digest.
But being all alone,
Is really no way to go,
As you so surely demised.
Why did you try fighting it alone?
With me we could have postponed
The unearthly groan
Of what lived bellow...
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