snowfalls that come with bloody fists.

Pull yourself together, you crazy rotting fruit.
Your insanity is annoying.
Handless fingers meddle with your brain
You should control them, or send them away
But instead you let them stay.
They twist your veins, get them caught in the membranes
That are trying to control your brain.
They mess with your mind, add ketchup to your pie
You are such a mess.

-LBR