In more than one
Tied in the front
Bleach on her lips
Dried in the sun
Her body seeps
In more than earth
In heart and mind
Doubts all return
I know
You win
How cold
I am
I aim
You please
In all it seems
With whom, concerned
No worth
No heart
In one more time
I'll close my eyes
Pull back the skin
No warmth within
I know
You win
How cold
I am
I aim
You please
In all
It seems
To whom, Concerned
No worth
No heart