Dirty, it's all dirty
The floor, your shoes
My head, my heart.
Stained, it's all stained
The curtains, the knife
Your hands, my body.
Scream, there's no scream
Only one continues, silent moan.
White and red, red and white,
Don't eat my heart candies
My candies of hearts,
Or my feet.
“One gets so used to one's own horrors, one forgets how they must seem to other people.” ― Diane Setterfield.
Friday, June 21, 2019
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