You look at me.
Glasses perch on your nose
Like a crow on electricity wires
I send blue screaming white
Your claws protect you
I retreat.
.
You look at me.
Sharp words pierce my lungs
Leave scarlet tears on the carpet.
I have been wounded
And into my nest
I retreat.
Glasses perch on your nose
Like a crow on electricity wires
I send blue screaming white
Your claws protect you
I retreat.
.
You look at me.
Sharp words pierce my lungs
Leave scarlet tears on the carpet.
I have been wounded
And into my nest
I retreat.
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