Crow
Laying on the graced floor of venus.
My bones pinned down the ground,
with my skin scratched and covered with golden mud.
My eyes are crying and so watering the heart of the being i am on.
My body is dissolving through the deadly air.
I am slowly fading in a new envelope, trapped down in the womb i developed in,
with my tears bottled up in an emerald.
© Blue walls
My bones pinned down the ground,
with my skin scratched and covered with golden mud.
My eyes are crying and so watering the heart of the being i am on.
My body is dissolving through the deadly air.
I am slowly fading in a new envelope, trapped down in the womb i developed in,
with my tears bottled up in an emerald.
© Blue walls