Wire Nest
There's a fairy in my chest
Live's with two crooked knives
In a barbed wire nest.
She loves to play and hide
In the dense and dolorous vines.
And I can get no rest.
As she tortures me at all times.
Copyright © Calum Eager | Year Posted 2012
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