When the angle is right
Blue blood on marble floor
It’s a chessboard
But with people on it
All in Poems 还有诗
When the angle is right
Blue blood on marble floor
It’s a chessboard
But with people on it
You had a dream in hell
Every line is a punch line
When you have something to punch
I was playing candy crush with the devil
When an angel came knocking on my door
I had drowned my self
In a teaspoon of distress
Fallen in the eternal swirl
A cup of Egyptian Gold