Someone, someone, someone

Please tell me why

We injure and cut ourselves with our souls!

We stab

We stab

We stab

We stab

We stab

We stab

We stab

We stab

We stab

And then the blood, in little tiny (teensy weensy) droplets

Fall

And

Splatter on the deep, dark chasm of mortality and PAIN.

Consume my spirit, demon of the rose!

The hate is bleeding from weirdly shaped cracks in my chapped lips!

Own!

We stab

We stab

We stab

(Mazuki)