Fingerprints

I can see your fingerprints
through my veins.
It hurts a lot
and I can only feel the pain.

You erase every word
you wrote on me.
Erase with a knife
and make me bleed.

My body is a game
and you're the player.
I play with chains,
I play like a slayer.

Your love is weird
like your fake smile.
Your fingerprints
won't leave me for a while.


Autor: Lucas Braga