Sweet 16

Dry your eyes
Fake a smile
Hide your scars
Rest awhile
Wrap yourself in misery
My blood to keep you warm
So bruised, broken tainted
Bask in the glow of denial
Slave to the razor
Chain’d to the mirror
Sweet 16

By Negans

I thrive on the dark side of life. I am negitivity embodied. I am Negans.