If Looks Could Kill, You'd Be A Murderer... Or Maybe Just A whore
--------------------------
I am a Gaia elder, an artist, a broken heart, a friend an enemy, a lover, forgotten how to love, a liar, a hypocrit, a giver a taker, a loser, an inspiration. I've sat here for too long watching people take advantage of others and lie, cheat or steal to move up in this pixilated world, and it's pathetic. [This Is Not Real. I think you've got this whole fiction, fact, reality t.v thing confused.
"We walked through the doorway, heard you calling from the hall, To find you in the bedroom... Not Breathing At All... I took your body, to the cellar where we lay, The wax it melts away, I kiss your face... Now we are starting to love you more, Your body's on the canvas, I painted on the floor...
Now you wait, like the drugs like the pain It goes on, for so long... It's so wrong,And now, now it hurts in the worst way now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong..."
"You are NOT a beautiful & unique snowflake. You are the same decaying, organic matter As everyone else."
It's those pills that you don't need to take. Medicating perfection, now that's a mistake...
Let's Just Stop, Drop Everything Forget Each Other's Name's. And Just Walk Away...
Comments
Viewing 10 of 20 comments.