49. Another Twisted Piece of Nonsense
A shy smile passes by, is this all I get? Sly looks off walking flesh? Cold hearts and poisoned minds? Gushing blood and toxic air? Toxic air that spits venom every time a word is spoke? Eyes that launch daggers into the heart? Is this all I'm worth? A snide comment here and there? A memory short lived? Is this all I'm worth?