You're/we're so vein (Carly Simon Tribute)

You walked into my life as if you were walking into an asylum,

Our wrists strategically slit below one vein,

Your scarf was crimson-drenched,

One eye in the mirror as we watched ourselves self-harm,

And all the demons dreamed that they'd claim our souls,

They'd infect our souls and...


The End

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