Look into my eyes,
notice they are mirrors..only reflecting,
never seeing.

Of whose reality do we dream?

Bats are butterflies that have lost their innocence

Fairy tales are a place with love and happiness, too bad they are all lies

...So tell me the perfect lie...

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...Keep me fooled till the day I die...

Is there even any Hope left if we spot the Light at the end of the Tunnel?

Can you hear them?

Cant you hear them?

Why can you hear them?

How can you hear them?

Do you want to hear them?

My Twisted Whispers.....

The shadow of a long ago past shines still on the future.

Bite me lover
Taste my blood
Mix it with yours
In the beauty of death.

The mothercraft of all life exists among us. :)