Petrafile





Laid me over a broken chair
pulled my hair, scrubbed me clean
gave me all the finer things
disillusioned mind astray
which disgrace chosen to pay
instance when she was away

Played my roll, custom my shell
deep into numb I fell 
stripped all purity clean
allowed no one to intervene
drank it blind 
disguise my shame
kissed child morbid
profound fucking perverse

Dripped dress in mud
fell into the ice
stripped the little tree
faded porcelain debris
sordid remorse
derived from amnesty
to tarnish the purse
so fucking perverse

lashed out tongue, bid my price
shook my cup, played a Die
pasted to a bitter lie
choke it down, swallow back
wore her ugly crown 
cut wrists died black
broken porcelain debris
sifted remorse
psychologically
 tarnish the purse
so fucking perverse

Created on ... July 21, 2004