Polluted slut
Where you going
A world in hope
Tearing away
Hopelessly giving up
I am callused
In suffering
The sum
He'll never tame you
In here just worms
In suffering
Dwell, it knows
Light life in apathy
Crawling like disease
All you're words
Are cunt fluid
Flapped open
Much like lips tween thighs
Or self inflicted razor cuts
Mirror of weakness
Play the pious mask of shades
As suffer cringes ending
Alive, but revealed
Etched but to old to glow
Crownless, blown away
You are just a notch down
From dropped garments
Just old harlots
Flapped open
Much like lips tween thighs
Or self inflicted razor cuts