My Photoshop Tastes Like Beverage.
The sadness in your heart is carved from my own...
Bye, Bye, Butterfree.
Oh dearest nightfall...
Stormed in on a rainy night,
causing the flood to end in fright...
Tangled Up In Me.
Forbid my heart to sing...
With colored lights of gold rushing past my heart,
I feel the wounded sorrow tearing you to shreds...
I'm Hard.
Childish ways support my background...
His smiles glisten
still to this day...
Falsified liars live in my past,
and tomorrow's day shall not last...
City of colour
I try so hard not to cadge...
Your face not but a night light,
giving me peace as I sleep...
Parallax Time Stretch.
I"m awaiting to see...
The Middle Of Everything.
Sparks of blood fly through the air...