Pardon my thoughts
They mingle with dreams of escaping.
Pardon my lips
Words are random and have no meaning.
Pardon my hands
They forgot how to touch you
Time is against us.
A girl loves a girl.
A bond unique and concealed
And blind to everyone that's watching.
A girl hurt a girl.
She tied her hands to the chair
And forbade her to talk to anyone outside.
A girl hates a girl.
She says she wants to swim ashore
But she left the anchor in the depth and lost it there.
A girl tells a girl
That the crows of remorse
Are having a well deserved feast on her heart.