Soon We'll Be Found - Sia
Broken lips, silent screams
The monster inside calls
Her fangs shred our dreams
Her palms hold lost skulls
Sere hearts, dry deaths
She comes out to play
A man under the earth
This monster's here to stay
Needled hands, threaded skin
Weaving a crown of thorns
My lips couldn't say a thing
Through my eyes, you should've known
Bisous de moi à vous
TheDarkChocolate1
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The Scars That Remain
कविता«#18 in poesia out of 1.1k stories» «29-01-2019» A collection of personal poems and short stories depicting my painful or sad memories, thoughts or midnight musings. Soul wrenching, heart breaking and maybe earth shattering.
