Little Things

Little things you say and do
Have me believing all is true
And when the cracks appear on me
They break my will yet set me free
It’s my confusion
I like the taste
Smeared upon my hungry face
Rabid moan and morbid bite
A fatal blow upon the night

Bears Rebellion 22/09/14

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