Tossed it behind me.

May 11, 2015 19:01

Fighting, the reason, but its so fun, to bleed. I am trying to shake the disease. Am is, a legitimate ,for me, to fail again? A thousand years of love, painted, ten thousand faces. Strangers, in a, digital, landslide. Cumming, for you, a liar's load, a trillion times. What do, I need, in order, for you to see. Am I, shaking, the habitual, disease?

Tell me tell me i can go anywhere.
Bring me, cellar, shut me in, i don't care.
My angel, cant tell, if Its, really me.
Watching, myself, no volume, on the screen.

Cathartic slime. smells like snails that carry the memories of of her ghost.
Mirrors dirty. laughs echo into the halls of the past. Always chasing wisps of hair; it was never a dream.
On the screen, im a dancer. the world applauded, with a trio of gush. the world in her eyes, the love in her mouth, the lights on her tongue. No one can touch her; the shame is over extending. I kill everyone.

reload the love.
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