letra de maps in her wrists and arms - and also the trees
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in the tent of powder and lace
vultures pick at a carc-ss that feeds by hand
longing to decay
waits to hear the sound
of their wings slowly heave as they fly away
some will stay for days
there’s maps in her wrists and arms
and the dust lies like snow around the bed
glowing white, a sculpture of bone
or a jewel like a crumpled, distorted moon
shivers in her mind
if she moves too near
it shatters so quickly, leaves nothing behind
the old lady sighs
sometimes when she lifts her eyes
the room has filled with flowing sheets of silk
there’s maps in her wrists and arms
and the morphine surges terror bread and bliss
in the tent of powder and lace
she can hear some violins, watches the strings
threading through the room
letras aleatórias
- kamau › letra de nós - kamau
- ecel › letra de something wicked - ecel
- eduu af › letra de fases - eduu.af
- digital сodeine › letra de take away - digital сodeine
- yokai apollo › letra de james bond - yokai apollo
- sain › letra de demanda - sain
- 30y › letra de elrobog - 30y
- zeke moon › letra de guysneedhugstoo - zeke moon
- zack tabudlo › letra de fallin - zack tabudlo
- ceruleancn › letra de cerulean - ceruleancn