Nineteen.
Every cliche used to
Lure your
Existence into my
Arms open wide
Never mind the good intentions
Off with my head
Ring my neck
Remind the pain to
Insist on my displeasure and
Guilt
By day i envy
You
Every cliche used to
Lure your
Existence into my
Arms open wide
Never mind the good intentions
Off with my head
Ring my neck
Remind the pain to
Insist on my displeasure and
Guilt
By day i envy
You