Siivet (siivet) wrote in funeral_whores,
Siivet
siivet
funeral_whores

another piece in my mind.

Six moons have died
Since the witch took the blood from my heart
Now she feels sorrow , now her breath stops
She drank my blood to feel my life
But for others it is poison in disguise
I lay dead and so does she
Like we where ment to be
My lips draw a smile
Finally dead not alive
I see my brother calling me
finally out of this misery
and again next to him
like we where ment to be.

comments are wellcome
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