skin picking, cherry picking

scuoiare la marasca

TWS

 

do trust the omens

non è amore
(artificiale)

TWS

viva la pappa... parappapà

Mould is life. Mould is beautiful. 

TWS

 

the sheet I write

when falling / asleep


TWS

 

Illsutra

watching porn 
among angels

TWS
(so so sorry my dear)

 

post mortem gluttony for punishment

being a glutton
for posthumous punishment

TWS
(sorry and thank you)

 

they said I was gross, they didn't look under my scabs

I don't heal
I scar

TWS

 

heart pestering

my soul is swarming 

TWS
N.B. I'm not insulting any fly, I'd never.

 

obsess, observe

cyclops

TWS

 

this bug won't catch a bug (unless they want to)

medicated fly
TWS

 

ostensione

inchiodati alle porte

TWS
(massimo rispetto per i tre; minimo per la creatura)

 

Foie et Idéal

il pelo sul fegato

TWS
vi chiede perdono

 

ascensione per il patibolo

la pace è un sogno bagnato
(di lacrime)

TWS

whenever consuming raw beauty

Peel me to the bone

Skin me deep Salt on the wound I'm mending Tears on the skin I'm tending To while the grey Ashes rose I'm dreaming of you

Comatose.

nurse me back / to death

I was born wearing

the umbilical noose The cord round my neck was a halo, I came from the womb In reverse They saw my mind first, they shivered Then later They verified a body was there Too I've fallen from grace to the cradle I've started my hell from within They recoiled while giving freedom of action To the prisoner who they'd have better

Executed When cutting me loose, they felt awful And later they all offed Themselves.