desecrate the naked fleshbreak and bruise and rape and meshcrush the bones and tear the skinrevel in the heat withinnow to satiate your greedcut me up..
it's been twelve monthsand you're still lightyears awayseconds and minutes are eternitiesbut that's more than i can sayfor the hours tangled up in cag..
i.i found a phoneon the pavementwhere we first metand it was dialing689269033986ii.the night i leftthe stars beckoned mebut i declinedbecause a state..
your skin is a checkerboard that i'd like to play chess onbut there are too many missing piecesand too many black squares bleeding onto white(what hap..
he has sixteen scars that want to be roses or thornsi've kissed every one of them with my fingertips and nowi can't get the taste of concrete and cinn..
i asked him if i could have his heart, pleasehe smiled at me all glasgow and unconvincing and said nothingand i didn't understand what the nothing mea..
he feels more comfortable with the skeletons so i try myhardest to look like one, and i think he likes my bonesbecause he's always opening me up to ta..
we sat on the carpet playing trivial pursuitcheating when the other went to the bathroomand then pausing for a dramatic effectso it didn't seem like w..