the void lords would be mighty proud of your dyfunctionalities
Tag: poetry
a wish upon the star that never shone
the braveheart walking into the blazing sun that is all that matters
death just another stat on this finely manicured piece of paper
desire the name of the game we used to play
the skinny state of ego crumbles into a million pieces
without a doubt you make the night young again
hair standing on end as we raze the hay and succumb to the smoke
take form and be damned to the eternal void
why comprehend these human feelings why not let go