This body will fall
I'll be dragging it through rain
Drying it with blood and the words
This head will explode
It will leave thoughts at woes
Letting everybody read them
These
Seeing nothing but clouds
Those broken minds wanting nothing but lights
I left a moan into your chest
Carry myself in your ribs
Become , forget what it's like being alive
Dead are walking silhouettes
Heart-broken, baby girl
Like-minded light searcher
Not feeling