Devious Journal Entry~Yours truly
Give Me Some Fucking Chai?|5:28 A.M| The thoughts of man, recorded in script,Give Me Some Fucking Chai?
Revelations that dare not [unable to] escape from his lips,
Uncensored premise... translated by that of clamored, neurotic prattle, Narrating the accord of a kindred, lacerated soul, Inscribed with a pen; thoughts of a madman Surrender to the charms of vellum, A revolution of deference, The kind most often sought,
Most likewise revered in silence, Destined to be forgot. Lies bleeding in wait, Coagulated idealism, wrapped 'round infinite tangents, Warranted the modest concept of discovery,
ComatoseFallen angel with wings of stone, Cursed to mourn internally, surrounded by her frigid crystallized shell, Grey, lifeless eyes gaze blankly across her immortalized sanctuary, Drowned in her own despair and loneliness, Her tresses once beautiful, shiny, full of life, and volume, Now lie strung, brittle, and lifeless, Resembling those stone cold eyes… Upon this fallen angel from the metropolis of heaven,Comatose
A tiny stream of dewy moisture waltzes its way down her hardened face, Giving her the sorely, sorrowful, pathetic illusion of pain, Is this what its like to see an angel cry…? …
Sadness
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The voices in my head tell me you're the weird one.
My gallery: [link]
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John 15:5
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L- is for the way you look at me
O- 'cause you're the only one I see
V- is very, very extraordinary
E- 'cause everything spells love
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Yeah I know....
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L- is for the way you look at me
O- 'cause you're the only one I see
V- is very, very extraordinary
E- 'cause everything spells love
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