Poems from Burgundy_
When one sees a shooting star, one wishes for death. When one sees fire, one wishes to be burnt at the stake.
A knife. Stabbed a thousad...
The puzzle piece never fit.
Blood seeps from an unseen wound.
She died without a smile, destined to become a phantom.
Her nails were...
Hush, silence.
All eyes up front!
Yeah, but what you didn't know was that I had to fight for my life the other night.
A gang. Maybe five....
I am crying.
The door is shut.
I am crying.
The door is shut.
It was open once.
It opened into a world I knew nothing of.
I was a...
There is no rest within my embodiment.
There is warmth on my skin.
My teeth chatter.