They have a face,
they show another.
Their deadly side,
they break each other.
The flawless smiles
and beauty together,
is it a curse?
or is it something other?
Glowing eyes and
piercing looks,
they taught me that
this is life!
Bleeding heart?
or bleeding wrist?
not sure which is my thing.
You pulled me down
in my very first steps,
yet I survived
even when you left
