hernya

Анастасия Авсюнина
Bad baby.
You're fleering.
You're roaring,
Whispering,
Seizuring.

Bad lady,
Spoiled baby.
Short but crazy,
Beautiful daisy.

Sweet junkie,
Jump like a little monkey.
Want to be seen,
Want to be seemed
Mean.

Pro-Ana fan,
Can't eat anything.
You wish you were die,
But I deny.

Sometimes you're like an angel
Comin' down from heavenly heaven
To my awful crib and sadness
You're my addiction, my Madness;
All the dead things are alive now
Because you're shining like a sun.
Everybody wants to hurt you,
Baby, don't cry, it's alright
 Til' I'm with you.
I'll hold you
Tight.
I'll hold you
In the night.
Don't want you
To die.
Please, stay
Alive.