Art hands,
Man oh man how I enjoy these art hands...
Fairy tales are wrong,
Someone has to die...
When I look at you,
I see myself in your eyes...
Picking up the pieces of how my life once was
Pondering all the reasons of why the storm erupt...
There's always a little truth behind every single
"just kidding"...
I
The stars above the city aren't shimmering...
In a time long ago
when nature was bliss...
Have you noticed the green of the grass?
How it suffers through the seasons...
Don't fritter away an entire winter
staring out of your pensive window...
The enemy draws near,
As the smoke starts to clear...
I see them broken, filthy, com to rest in squalor
As I continue to struggle by they disrespect and...
Today I took off my mask.
Felt the sun...