Molds on my heart can't budge
Cause they found home
Their powder and hair
Provided warmth
As my heart turned grey
With sucked out love
I remember
An old lady
Said to have been beauty
It costed_
Working in a bar for her ill mom & drunk father
Seen as property
Father struck a deal
Lustful men did their deeds
Harassing her body
Father gained wealth
As her cardiac grow molds
