| Shower Of Bastards |


Post TraumaticI request asylum I have no desire to remain in my mind. Too much second-guessing Perhaps is an ugly place to find myself. again.Post Traumatic
I reject the words collect them up and put them to the stake. Hungry wallet's crying have to feed it before it's too late. again.
God forbid I
Take a breath and Don't have words Put in my mouth
Disease is in maybe for good - who can know? I got me an affliction fucks with my head now I'm cool. again.
I don't want to acknowledge existence, but there is


Bystander ExtraordinaireI caught the last line from everyone you ever met watching all the old wounds open up and all the promises have fled fly, fly awayBystander Extraordinaire
oh my, it's so damn hot today! Good Wine, Good Friends, Good Times, Good God my wrists have opened up again
She caught the last train again said that he would follow in a few days he followed her he followed he watched her fly, fly away
oh my, it's so damn hot today! In the small of the giants back we make our nest I must confess I was always afraid of you
and all the old wounds h


all in your nameThe spiral starts just above your left eye and flows right down to your jaw bones bleached by a thousand suns dropped right outside your door with compact aggression slight aggrivation you hope you chokeall in your name
The words blur into skyscrapers that decay in two speed or reduced frame rate caught out of time and thrust into some third eye view of a tumour you hope
you choke
The contours of your mind are mapped in quick succession and the record plays you out in two-tone cross-hatch animation of the apocalypse you wish this is you hope &
| this is a gallery shaped like a gallery with gallery stuff inside all tasty like gallery goodness |
| YAY! Stuff I like and such..... oh god I'm depressed |
Devious Comments
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There's not enough pot to go to
92% of the teenage population,
You're all Bloody Retarded.
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