OFF KILTER KIN by KANEDA7

produced by me
mastered by @43u
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Last words ever spoken
At the early bird detention
An early bird who got the worm
But never learn the lesson
Lacerated ligaments
A body made of porcelain
Glass bones shattered
One of gods frail instruments
The squelching ensemble your sleeves make when you turn
If mother walked in it would make her stomach churn
Either you’ll get a burial
Or they’ll choose to let you burn
A heartbeat off kilter
No solution to discern
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A lifeless husk
A skin a sort of grey
Organs inside out
A chilling rainy day
If I mutilate’s my flesh
One day it‘l go away
Would you let me rest in your arms
As I fade away
Self inflicted burns
Puss, infections: stinging pain
What feelings would be evoked
At the sight of my decay
All of your choices
Have led to this day
It’s too cold outside
my little morgue is where you’ll stay