a pool of mascara on the cheap wood stairs

i see today that the paisley queen
has left the bearded boy
so i sit there and i wonder
the origin of the villains
i think about how i left his brother
perhaps the brother left me, who knows?
but i realized that i had never even
met me then, so how could he
have even known me?
i hadn't faced the monster that
i know as is myself until i could
no longer hear her growling
and instead unwillingly saw
her reflection in the pool of
cheap mascara on the shiny wood
he could not have known me

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