Summer Cicada - Hollow • Gold

Patchwork

I don't know how far this hole goes down, but I know it fits my head and my limbs perfect
You can bury me alive behind your house, or watch me rot from the inside out
Tear my skin right off my bones
Turn me hollow. Turn me gold
Cut me open. You will find my bones are sharp, my blood has dried
Fill me up with stones to keep you out and never let you go
I am swallowed by the earth
I am twisted; I am turned
I am slowly growing cold
I am hollow. I am gold
I've been having nightmares of another man's hell
Twist the knife as my insides start to rot
Take my eyes from my skull, empty lungs inside my chest
I will never be alone with a head so full of pests

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Writer(s): Summer Cicada
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