Life..

Is it too late?..Tell it to the crowd; now you do hate your birth, body, and death. Such a shame. Yes, no one cares. Diamonds won’t help anymore as her feelings has passed away last night. Red haired has gone wild back to a dark horrible childhood, remember? As you swayed to the beat. Admit it; here you are in a fake destiny were wildest dreams dries out, you would plea knee at her feet on a rainy day were your mysterious life grows and blood flows again filling your brain cells.

Apparently, rivers gone somehow nervous as owls shed tears in a stinky valley. Hang on there, give her your hand. Evaporate, then die joyfully, smoothly in a nightmare leaving no prudent trace ever. Coming back to earth, he is lost, breathless without her tenderness that fills the evening. Life is calling him again; to a fresh death. Got his black coffin, a perfume, and a velvet belt in a suit case. Such a great harmony; mate, are you still cynical about it? It is time to recognize it; it is your own disgusting rotten life; enjoy.

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3 thoughts on “Life..

  1. I found this piece had this almost dreamlike trance to it that you could just get caught up in while you were reading it. But then came the glistening razor-sharp end of the blade we never see coming when the reader understands what you’re truly saying
    Have you ever had that feeling when you read something so beautiful, it doesn’t even matter whether you truly comprehend it or not?
    That’s what this was like and I absolutely loved it ❤

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