Chrome Rose

Crawl back to the end
My warped besotted friends
Push away from me
Get behind me
I hate you all
You and your friends
Are no friends of mine
I’ll not play your games
I will produce whenever
I see fit to induce bile
Just like you lies, bile
The in-between
The putrid gleam
My vile insides
So vile
You should see the colours
Where were you?
Where are you?
My putrescent mind
You should see the colours
Watch me now