I crept into a box of mesmerizing trinkets. and I probably shouldn't think it. and I don't so now I do. . A panoramic expo. hey, give me a ballpark estimate.
Well this thing changes. look over a job well done. spies in the hangar. a computer's belly of foreign parts. . And my unit moves. So this points cut a villain.
A pink clock becomes blurred. White gloves come off. Titled cubicles galvanized. White gloves come off. Shocker breath & television woman. White gloves come off.
There is wind in the trees. It ripples like a song and I ask you please. Are your lasers applied?. Is your contribution generous enough to go inside?.
Drained of selflessness. Manifested in psychobabble & holiday. Out to pattern. In pasteurization. You the priest. You the creator of self pain. In the house you built.
Should I offer you over?. Is it best not to pain?. We could ship out our shadow lives. So come lonely. . Who knows when one of them should fall. You know without them I am small.
Need I go,. I insist on a boat of many colors. Oh, just try and watch. Need I go near the sun. Need I go,. I insist as a co-existent number. As the rising tide and the coastline divide.
Corroded lime I chased. From my old window world. Seemingly like an ancient demon. Waking up and waved out. . Class examples of an onioned diagram. Im here to follow footfalls.
I am closing. Shutting down this need so vain. For this time around. I won't live the past again. . I have chosen. To leave your trap so far behind. To bury your face.
Hand in hand. A gun in hand. Ready to shoot down a promise again. Tempting lips, burnt fingertips. Ready to tell another lie. Once again. . Hand in hand.
Once there was a man. Who was made out of glass. A castaway man. Whom everyone did pass. . Don't waste your words on me. I've crossed the line, I don't care.
Still too much I recall of them gnawed out bones. Which the mattock of time buried beneath the pavement. And to wade in the shades won't clear the air.
I saw sunsets fall to ash. I sink down below without you. Into the long term torture. Far from the soothing light. Where everything I'd sacrifice. To keep you here with me.
No interest to breathe. Heart too numb to beat. Too late to resuscitate the living dead. . Hasn't slept in days. Drunk, hallucinates. And for a moment everything seems worthwhile.
You're the pearl. In the trashcan of my life. I am the beggar. A useless stain in time. Can't you see how I grieve what you mean to me?. Let's grow cold together.
I'm in need of therapy. So fucked up inside. I cannot hold it in no more. . I am breathing misery. Bursting out pure rage. I am throwing up it all. Hey!.
In my darkest hour I breathe out the name and sigh. I'm for her to devour to rape with whips of shame... and I sigh. . The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for.
Her sharpened nails in my flesh make me crave for more. Her chilling cold caress makes me feel so warm. She's my addiction, the one... the one I love , my whore.
Close... the shadows creep close. A failure drifting lost in cold embrace. Pain...every cut of pain. Makes him bleed and weak, fall from grace. . On and on I bleed... on and on I bleed.
Eyelash dead on a pale white cheek. Couldn't stay awake to bleed. I drank long and deep from the fount unwillingly pouring it in. What I did suck from that scentless mouth was the taste of the nothing.