mini sari
Bluelighter
Suttle sign of lipstick smeared across his collarbone, Theres a naked angel, Halo broken, Sleeping in his bed.. Mascara dried down her cheek, A second skin she's grown to know. He doesn't know the way it feels to look into his own eyes and see what she has so many times, He doesn't know how she's slowly dying inside.
Scars are all that remain on her back, He tore her down from Heaven far too long ago. She doesn't think she needs clouds and golden gates, She knows a more beautiful existence in his eyes.
Sacred heart ripped from her innocent breasts, Eaten whole before her very eyes. She can't turn back now, Her faith, Once only belonging to God, Is now in a future that she longs for them to share.
"Good for nothing lazy ass sobbing bitch, Thanks for waking me up for work."
And this is a second skin, She's grown to know.
Scars are all that remain on her back, He tore her down from Heaven far too long ago. She doesn't think she needs clouds and golden gates, She knows a more beautiful existence in his eyes.
Sacred heart ripped from her innocent breasts, Eaten whole before her very eyes. She can't turn back now, Her faith, Once only belonging to God, Is now in a future that she longs for them to share.
"Good for nothing lazy ass sobbing bitch, Thanks for waking me up for work."
And this is a second skin, She's grown to know.
