Missing chapters
Have you seen the richest colors come from beyond a picture that is scaled to grey..
Vivid colors erupt in sequences that only you can take in
However..
Yellow..
Was never present
Red was there.. To take its place.
Sinking in, your heart erupts.
Drown out the noises that leave you restless
Black was chilling
You were neutral
Your eyes beautiful
They hide a secret that you will never re...
Thursday 21st January 2016 5:25 am
In her dreams
Why has the bitter taste of life
Brought nothing but despair?
Has she quit and renounced her will to live?
The octaves will split and she'll claim absence to her name.
Have you found what you've been looking for?
The citrine was a gift to light your way, but the pentagram on your chest guides you straight to the graves..
Can you smell the rotting flesh?!
Can you feel my anguish?
In between...
Thursday 21st January 2016 5:23 am
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