It's ok; I swear I'm fine.
I'm just talking to the dead again...
You know something
All the wonderful thins you have told me...
Shattering Glass Falls.
Move out of the way...
Many Ages Passed
Ironic Conspiracy Witnessed By...
Start out with an eye.
Contort it...
Eye yourself in the mirror, darling:
Shall I drench you in blood for further accuracy...
Muffle every temptation to scream with your grimy...
because now the perfect words just don't seem good...
My mind.
Calloused and sore...
Tipsy, Topsy,
Turvy Day...
Movement in the dark,
Whispers In the night...
I try to forget
the day we kissed...
Passionless anger, the fire inside
Beat at walls, inside my head...