Flower

Along her vain parade Along her veins All of seventeen Eyes a purple green Treated like a queen She was on borrowed self-esteem She would do her dance A painful masquerade Spinning you into her web Along her vain parade In her uniform Studded brass and steel Kissing napkin lipstick stains And smearing sincerity Along her vain parade Along her veins Time crept up on her She's early gray Her reflection looks concerned And flowers hit her grave

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Head injury, head injury, head injury You got a kiss for me, it hits me hard You got a fist for me, you love so hard My hands on my head, your words are like arrows My hands on my head, there's permanent damage Head injury, head injury, head injury You got a kiss for me, it's sweet and frail You got a fist for me, sure to impale My hand on my head, your words are like arrows My hand on my head, my mind growing narrow Head injury

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

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