Dirty beauty

by AlonEvil

Your beauty it’s so dirty
like a rose, dead in a pillow of rotten petals
your everything is so empty
always guilty of being so pretty
but your words are so shallow, deserves pity
to give a sense, I hit the bottle
and lights came out, like angels
but there’s no soft choir, no pigeons
only the memory of sadistic and ironic nights
wasting my time, looking to your picture…