Gloss of the Foxes Eyes

by Danica Tello & Andrea Santillian-song about relieving the stomach sickening act ofcryng

Gloss of the Foxes Eyes

She follows the gloss of the foxes eyes
Growling out a dry hum of despair
She Pulls away a whisp of strands
Dancing free of her tangled mass
Of wavy hair of which now he detests

Tears down her cheek
Drop to her feet
Tearing up the seams as she walks away

Now grown familiar with transparent streams of a bitter waste and
She can't lie that she likes the taste
as gloom hit her lips
in a well predicted pine
Death created by one thousand steps to a hush hide
Creases grow heavy under shadowed pits of vision

Tears dream down her cheek
Drop to her feet
Tears up the seams as she walks away

She held her hands in a firm skeletal grasp of something that wasn't meant to keep
As she continued to give permission of
Oh oh ohhh

Tears down her cheek
Drop to her feet
Tearing up the seams as she walks away