iam feeling bad...
too bad for photograph...
don't look...
my tears are toxic...
iam toxic...
nobody can not love me...
because iam in stays...
it's squeeze me...
my hands are deadly pale...
i skrape off this pallor...
this fucking love...
she'snt gone...
not yet...
she sleeps with me
all the time...
unfortunately...
i say her...
go away...
leave me alone...
why?
why when i want to touch you
i feel ice against skin?