platform 1 & 2

With one silent glance
And i bare my soul
No one could graze broken glass
On my skin like you,

The knuckle raw
Rusting iron
Rusting steel
You hold skin like no other
And no fucking care

'too weird to live,to rare to die' you said,
That's when i split
Into this mis-shapen massacre
A downfall of cries,
Blood,Whispers and white lies
Little white lies.