• bellemoon99 16w


    Bloody pieces scattered all around
    In every corner and small space
    By human eyes they will never be found

    Pristine smile, empty eyes
    A hollow chest filled with dead butterflies
    Once a kind heart, now pure ice

    Am I loveable now? Am I good enough?
    Slicing off parts and bits of my flesh

    Devoided of flames, never to be rough
    A decaying corpse that always looks fresh