krystal

xmascleanlove

krystal was the perfect type
of odd

a gem that's shine
made you believe
in god

but fairy tales of failure
are adored with lots of news
i'd just like a front page paper
that printed nothing but the truth
but fairy tales of failure
are the rhythym in the blues

pig, perhaps
the only word
that truly comes to mind
when he sniffs her hair
seconds after
they've shared a cocaine line

funny
how drugs
clean the dirtiest people up
guess it helps
to pretend
synthetic thoughts are fun

hearts i'd never trade away
words i'd never say
revenge such sins
or prey ( for the hearts i'd trade away)

a dark haired x-mas gift
one kiss
of pillowcase skin
that lips
never got to get

watching her thumb through a book
about cereal killers
while the class just wanted some breakfast

krystal meth
peppermint breath
i've forgotten
what I'd come to get