BodyBody
Touched by the toil and plunged into his armCursed through the night through eyes of alarmA melody black flowed out of my breathSearching for death, but bodies need rest
Body
Under the soil now waiting for wormsAll that I feared is all that I've learnedAll that I know is all that I thinkDead feelings are cool, down lower I sink, ah-hah
Bodies need rest, we all need our restSleep
0 comments:
Post a Comment