cranberry virgin - From the Floor

Intro

My fingers and hands are strong
I tie my hair like my mom
I'll fly myself through the moon
When the cracks start forming in the pavement that envelops me

I mean my body
Not just animal to me
Garden rocks and jewelry boxes settle in the space between

I see carnage of the wrong kind
Not roadkill but left behind
Bloody, painting in the dotted lines
Gasping and greying as they await the morning light

Pouring out
Breaking down
Its pouring its raining now
Its bringing me to the ground
Its pouring its coming down
Its pouring its bleeding out
Its pouring i'm bleeding out

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Writer(s): Anna Houghton
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