“Alarming darling
Really, a beautiful voice!”
Laugh at god!
Please let her body
Be the shining lightning,
But still walk with a gun.
Smile with that rosy red







Lip stick.
Flash!
There is the lie, to herself
To say goodbye to this shelf
On the right,
Butterflies made of diamonds
Positive never to wear white
shining up this lightning







Cant
Dim this lights of the streets.
A dancer she will see
With an outside face full of glee
But an inside,
a lace of black racing down her cheek.
“Its alarming daring!
How beautiful you see this outside world
Full of drugs and debris.
Keep that smile for the public camera;
Be that degenerate beauty queen!”
Dear, shine in her lightning,







Save
Her once again.
Walk with the gun
Be the shine in her light
Please let her body
Laugh at god!
“Really, you have an
beautiful voice!
But you’re not alarming,
darling.”







Her
Love can’t shine like lightning
Just like her pale face,
Heartless charities are the
last trace of what she heard.
never was a body ever so fine.
Just give me more time;
This white powder is mine!

Its morning;
The lights are out, and the
And the shining white lightning
Morphs into







Red.