Masterpieces

untitled...

the only hint of color
splash of scarlet on her thigh
My mouth just full of ashes
cartoon X's in her eyes
she hasnt moved in months
a puppet with no strings
My rusted clock-work heart
Her broken angel wings
our home is dark and quiet
living doll sits in her chair
I fix her ripped up stockings
and brush her ravens hair
angry flightless seraph
shes gorgeous with despair
when i touch her face
i knew it was forevermore
she's my muse - my inspiration
im her fucking whore
ill write the Heavens histories
while kneeling at her feet
the world is now my canvass
and she's my masterpiece

$aint Sixx
shrug...yeah i screwed the pooch on the font but naturally zero fukcs given. just a random spillage of words