she hides perfectly behind her smile
who's poison crawls into every cell of
his body and knocks him out. she looks
perfectly saint in her white dress and halo
placed impecably over her head.
she tares her dressed apart and looking in
an oblique maner she hangs her walking shoes
over a tree and runs for cover. where could i find
her, my friend, you were never suppose to lead my
way back into ssanity.
and having dound the same stability which i had not yet been so
aware off, i pray to god he hears me when i say i need to din you
help and perhaps a string to dangle your heart away.