Crimson cascading
down...
Thoughts connect us both;
knowing just what I should say...
Angled glass pressed against my skin,
a little pressure is all that it would take...
Chaos rules
life...
Stale suffocation,
rotting away life's sweet smell...
Thoughts connect us both;
knowing just what I should say...
There's no time like the present;
come here now...
"The last breath of life is the most meaningfully inhaled." |
"A hug rejected slaps your soul with an invisible hand." |
"A wet footprint lives a short life, but a dry footprint has no life." |