Coldness
coldness in my body...
I'm the living puppet,
people treat me like a doll...
Oh, spirits of Undine,
Thy with demonic lust...
Things fall into silence at peace
but my wounds will never heal...
My soul feels dead,
my heart is frozen...
Every time you hurt me a piece of me died... I'm sorry I'm so cold it's just that theres no pieces left alive |
Even if my heart is broken, it still hurts when you step on the broken parts |
Smile and the world smiles with you... |