There you lie
skeletal hands...
Yo me recuerdo de
Todas las veces...
I know that
You and I...
Sitting in silence,
The deafening kind...
Cheeks of the devil’s own angel
smile like chubby rosy buns...
The story continues, as sore as skin rubbed
dangerously red, it’s colour like fire from the...
When the night comes, I hide
fears, sorrows, bad memories...
I traverse this island nation,
And I've traveled over seas...
My blood looks enticing in its compartments.
I’m tempted to pierce my paper-thin skin...
Fire
With anvil bells and tongs...
I am young enough to believe that nothing can...
That cathedrals burn and...
To dream of a day without
Any worry, trouble, or doubt...