Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…
so close to travels rocks along the railroad tracks never board the train
this dinosaur has shared so much o… pain worry and confusion the idleness of evolution
do not weep when the bird flies aw… from your window sill be grateful that it ever landed th… even if just for a moment
I keep coming back just when ya think “there is no
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
his grin covered in melted chocola… his hands covered in blood and no one to stop him thieves are not running scared they are running the show
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
darkness does not pass suddenly nor does the light surrounding it though her love was a shadow i reticently remember hints of a star
avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies
human beings are animals and we should absolutely celebrate that when we are hungry
time is one my side but what time is it? is it Killing Time?
i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two
