Bullet proof halos crown are angels now and days. Trust is what we call the rope that we hang ourselves from. Our life’s have been a gift worth ripping apart. Eyes drift into the mirror and seek to see past this caging flesh to see inside my soul. All I glimpse is a bleeding wound.… Continue reading Mental Vomit
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crying in the dark
Isn’t it ironic how life can change in a heart beat? One moment you’re up on cloud nine, and in the next you’re soul shatters into coulntless shards. You sit there and stare at the one you thought loved you, as they calmly walk away, wondering if you can ever put yourself back together.