A Broken Mirror,
A Bleeding Fist,
A Sliver Blade Against A Wrist,
Tears Falling Down To Lips Unkissed,
Ignore Her And She Won't Exist,
She's Not The Kind You'll Come To Miss.
Poem #10
A Broken Mirror,
A Bleeding Fist,
A Sliver Blade Against A Wrist,
Tears Falling Down To Lips Unkissed,
Ignore Her And She Won't Exist,
She's Not The Kind You'll Come To Miss.
