a beating heart inside the same blood covered box. Here is every word, every bleeding knife, from your decieving hands. Here is every word. Written in blood
The melting sky proves this nonexistance. Your fairy tale lies. But you're to blind to realize that your god's a lie. Your god is a myth, and I refuse
On that day the angels fell. Broken wings and broken hearts. Leave me here to soak this earth with tears. Scream at the sky. Raise my hands to my face
She wore a halo of fire with wings wrapped tightly around my throat. Her blood covered fingers traced my face. And its days like these that make me wish
As you turn the page with your crimson finger tips, leaving traces of red. A message typed across my redened flesh that reads forget me not. Words carved
