Two Holes
Bleeding, crimson, sanguine
I don't remember why,
don't remember screaming.
Maybe it wasn't important,
maybe it was in vain,
I feel it now,
Pain.
Move carefully, else it will grow wider
bleeding, crimson, sanguine
the bite of a spider.
I don't remember why,
don't remember screaming.
Maybe it wasn't important,
maybe it was in vain,
I feel it now,
Pain.
Move carefully, else it will grow wider
bleeding, crimson, sanguine
the bite of a spider.