water glisens so pure it burning holes through realitys seams taring mostrice gashes in the world reality releasing us in to an un none form of light light so bright its consumes the world in a shock of darknessso load you cant hear and this action of such beauty can only be mesured with a small drop of water runing down a black velvet petal of a rose in a empty feld that none can see beauty is the moment you werent there for the moment you were to big or just to small to see
(its sad when your so scared you cant even cry ALL YOU CAN DO IS VOMIT UP DRY BLOOD OF A PUTAL STARTED TO DRAIN FIBERS IN THE SHEETS START TO STAIN broken hearts LONG lost DREAMS THE WORLD FELL FROM ITS VERY SEEMS DRAFTED LOVE ON PAPER WITH PEN RIPING MARIG again and again FALLING FASTER WORLDS are GONE WHEN the blue bird ends his SONGFATE be setaled fate be SEALED by the binds of society MANGALED WEEL AS IT SPINS OUT OF CONTROLE THE WORLD LOSES ITS BROKEN SOUL
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