Siana Casram

Rookie (07/01/90 - tomorrow / London)


Your subtle smile, your eager eyes
Taught me to adore,
But I saw through them in the end
Down to your wretched core.
I don’t despise your sick disguise
But wish than it were real
And that you hollow, heartless shell
Permitted you to feel
The same for me as I for you

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