premonitions all to real. We dwell like antique paintings older every day, until a thief steals you from the wall in the shadows of creative eclipses. I've noticed your
premonitions all too real. We dwell like antique paintings older every day, Until a thief steals you from the wall In the shadows of creative eclipses. I've noticed your
This moon was a planet just like earth, Only it is even deader. The pistols of its flowers are the only protection Against insects, which were More preoccupied
All relaxed with nails bit to the quick While golden was the silence, Like foam filling the mouth of the exempt. The burdened saw the damage, Absorbed
Long walks with my temper Take me down a dead end street In contemplation; Where do we start at the end? Before I could collect myself, I'm vacuumed
you weep, From your head down to the sleet. Fell, tripped up the stairs to the place Void in all hints of home. Watch with your heart, run with your gut
Yellow turns this courage badge Into a valentinal trash. These are the crushes meant to crush you. The contact was dry, But exasperating like a teething
away From roads as thick as foam. You wish to burn the candles That quietly service the arm. Another day with the shades pulled down Until the swallow
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of wretched-looking Sister faces, Breathing the air of scare and tyranny. He hunched right over, for me to use his back And write out the eviction Notice from my heart
Being premonitions all too real. We dwell like antique paintings older every day, Until a thief steals you from the wall In the shadows of creative eclipses. I've noticed your
Something is slowing me down. It makes its way through my arms, And through these fatigued worn fingers In fury-fevered lashings of the claw. I somehow
shit You leaned in for another New years kiss Just leave me alone, your own your own Its been years I love you to death A heart full of love (not
Those were the days, wasted away every chance thrown my way. I?m a clock still ticking with every day that passes Drink those drink forget about it, your alone and your
being beaten onto ground You want to tear every hair off your head Punch holes into every fucking wall, till you crush every bone in each of your
out of this town Memories fade but the heart stays the same The ghosts of the past will haunt me till I fucking bash my brains And now, My heart takes