And what if two lives leaked between my thighs? I have seen the white clean chamber with its instruments It is a place of shrieks
It is not happy
And what if two lives leaked between my thighs? I have seen the white clean chamber with its instruments It is a place of shrieks It is not happy This is where you will come when you are ready
It is not happy
The night lights are flat red moons They are dull with blood I am not ready for anything to happen I should have murdered this, that murders me