Lost in the daze of unfathomable darkness,
Further away from crystal streams.
Tearing away from it seams; lovely tender hearts.
Far from what it seems.
The rebel is her name.
a savage to be made.
Pull it out of me; the heart is no more.
“Watch me skit it against the stones….”
A piece of meat filled with unsorted scars
Bleeding on the stones of earth & mars.
She is the outsider.
Teenage angst is screaming over the wasteland.
⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋