to jazz, my beloved daughter
By florelle on January 11, 2020 5:38 pm
luna is not around, umbrella throat and tac make a sad song.
lyrics:
I dug up the floorboards to see how your body held up
Your were turning to dust surrounded by my failed figure drawings
Your limbs bent around the pillars
Trying to find the light
Your leaves were so grotesquely dried out
How long had it been since you died
I dont know why i killed you
Maybe it was the responsibility of it all
But i think thats giving me too much credit
I just needed a death to vicariously live through
Audio works licensed by author under:
CC Attribution Noncommercial No Derivative Works (BY-NC-ND)
