You Wear Your Death Well
You wear your death well
When I met you
The two exes in your eyes
Were anything but a surprise
You couldn’t walk but
The fact that you glided
Across the floor without using your feet
Didn’t blow me away
Don’t try to cover up the black under your eyes
It’s so pretty on dead girls
You are so noticeably lovely
That I almost forget that you can’t breathe
Copyright © Ashley Daly | Year Posted 2005
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