Columbian Neck-tie

You’ll come back, they always come back. this was meant to
Hurt you. following the beat to an empty orchestra your
Teeth dance out of step, out of time. you really thought i
Was crying for you? self proclaimed fairest of them all. i
Do it so the skin will know but its never enough. “i cant
Help my feelings” spoken like a true female. don’t look
Ow, but your hopes have died in the mirrors. were waiting
Or the donor to pick the shards of glass out.