fraud tastes sweet my intoxicated delirium serenity lost locked up pink coated dungeon tongue traces sugar more sugar […]
close the curtains turn off the light hide inside this fortress of the lucky life you were born […]
the day ended with Alice’s Cheshire cat staring down – grin wide on this place that wasn’t Wonderland […]
it’s this blindfold made of bills and check books that keeps us staring at our own reflection instead […]
The Hunter’s crazy eyes, agape with horrific realisation, were out-monstered by the tortured smile plastered upon his face. […]
your full red lips pressed on mine mine are losing color you tell me i’m not your puppet […]
little bits scattered across the floor red ones, blue ones even black ones, as well you follow them […]
ashes swaying to the ground dusty fingerprints decorating these empty walls follow them outside for this house was […]
sometimes you dive into your mind a bottomless pool to pull you under it’s when you start to […]
it starts with a word that lies on my tongue sinks through my pores and fills up my […]