Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly*
6/25/08
She´s made of hair and bone and little teeth
And things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will always lay their eggs.
TAKE YOUR HATRED OUT ON ME
MAKE YOUR VICTIM MY HEAD
YOU NEVER EVER BELIEVED IN ME
I
AM
YOUR
TOURNIQUET.
KIIS LOVEE :)
QE ESTES SUPER :$