I grazed over them with a knife and left their marrow intact, a feast to thrive on my dear.
You Dissappear with out a trace, and I can no longer hold my breath like I used too, in fear of losing conciousness. You know, I can still feel you; walking behind my walls, I caught your eyelids with a set of plyers and ripped them from your skull so that could not blink, so that you wouldn't miss the show- it would be shame if you missed something because you blinked.
Half a decade later, I walked by again. I forgot your name and habits, but your eyes were still that hue, but the whites had yellowed and grown stone figurines that poured from the lower eyesockets, I swear one day you'll drown, I swear one day I will bury you with the weeds, two years ago I mistaked the sprite for you, something I came up in my head to describe you- but in the end another was the sprite all along, inacting the habitual flashes of ecstasy I thought was you.
The boy that is a soldier that remains a boy in heart was always a boy for me, he had a mind in one and a soul in the other, and he knew how to march the path to my heart. I've been decieved in three steps and a turn; where did he go? where will he go? He was never; although, it was fufilled, a prescription, a drug, and concotion- and super-powered elixer.
With a twist and flick he made a breeze, and with a touch he had me before I could find any sense.
As For You; of prior occasion, I will defeat you.
Half a decade later, I walked by again. I forgot your name and habits, but your eyes were still that hue, but the whites had yellowed and grown stone figurines that poured from the lower eyesockets, I swear one day you'll drown, I swear one day I will bury you with the weeds, two years ago I mistaked the sprite for you, something I came up in my head to describe you- but in the end another was the sprite all along, inacting the habitual flashes of ecstasy I thought was you.
The boy that is a soldier that remains a boy in heart was always a boy for me, he had a mind in one and a soul in the other, and he knew how to march the path to my heart. I've been decieved in three steps and a turn; where did he go? where will he go? He was never; although, it was fufilled, a prescription, a drug, and concotion- and super-powered elixer.
With a twist and flick he made a breeze, and with a touch he had me before I could find any sense.
As For You; of prior occasion, I will defeat you.