Chainsaw Diamonds
Yeah, you saw her melt,
Lava, hidden hot stealth.
Her desire to lick lead,
Never hearing, he said…
Yeah, you saw her melt,
Emotions told, not felt,
Halos all around to hide
Her flesh, it sank inside.
Yeah, you saw her melt,
And by cards she dealt.
Mirage until implosion,
To ash…
A volcano’s explosion.
Does destiny ever lie?
Or is a body an alibi?
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