I removed my face for someone young "Don't feed this to anyone But yourself Because I Think That anything other than this Is impossible" As crawling sores Compete for Your skin You are smaller than your voice is And you are smaller than your Age All of my kisses live deep in prisons That calm diseases in your Head You've given me soft beliefs in thoughts that Haven't had I melt slowly like glass through walls for you And I don't believe it's wrong To feed my face to someone Young