The mourning fades with slits from razorblades coming on from the torn apart Beauty she cries weeping beneath these skies with a bullet lodged in her heart
Author: BlackAcidProphet
"Threats of hell and hopes of paradise, one thing is certian and the rest are lies; One thing is certian... life flies."
A cold day in hell
Butterfly effect in a cocoon this serenade, a forgotten tune like a strange dream come true the colors fade to a sickly hue
In a screaming dream
Lost in the flavor of a chemical dream locust surround as dead flowers scream tripping deep into beauty’s third eye she suspends me in her technicolor sky…