Blemish (In Dying Arms)

I've never felt so exhilarated, i can't picture this frame being broken. A fragile display of what we are, fragile, be gentle, don't break what we have. My hands slide down your perfect structure. My senses are tightening by the second. I could never see this bind breaking. I see you on your knees like how is your fucking kind. You disgust me like a slut. You disgust me like a cunt. The scars spread all around yourself, if you're so pure, then whats that blemish. Your blemish