Evidence
When love is peeled away
Brutally, like the skin off a premature orange
Strings of sticky pulp won’t easily let go of meddling fingers
Staining them with the sweet juice of life
Spilled from wounded innocence
When love is peeled away
Brutally, like the skin off a premature orange
Strings of sticky pulp won’t easily let go of meddling fingers
Staining them with the sweet juice of life
Spilled from wounded innocence