Tied Mannequins

Mannequins with words //

Glasses heard our silent screams , hiding our lives under basement of darkness .

With our rusted spine , ripped off bones
We are tied brutally as in vicious devil's circle , tied and left around ' blood stained wings '.
Hope saying with a phrase ' late bloomers still bloom '.
May be , we never understood self .

History of pages ,killed our existence
Tasted pain ,cuz it demands to be felt , you made your choice
Slaves of ' black magic ' , hearing awful playback 'love thrills but kills'

You're breaking me , suddenly mirror of human figures cried while ~
(Whispering) Scratched mirrors don't bear my face now
Narrated with clumsy eyes , sky covering the cloud of gloom , said sending love letters to dead ~ us
Written to us :
The sky is engraved with diamonds, I'm a survivor in war of melancholy.

Lover from grave ,with half written letter
'Her lips kissed my wine glass , I'm no more alive to touch holy hands
Screaming scars , Poisoned tears
'Promises are the sweetest lies ', I'm dying before kissing your wrinkled hands '
.... A(continuation ended due to death)

I told you not to fall in love with me , mannequins cried while remembering past Fantasy and feeling of being alive //
All I ever wanted was a little peace ~ to chase bells of church , sing together with my lover's high vocal , eyes praying for eternity
To walk again .
Before that , our fate converted us into mannequins .

~Tied mannequins