*How long a minute is just depends on which side of the bathroom door you’re on... *I’m all sugar, sugary it doesn’t matter the
She looked at him with dark secrets her eyes danced like tiger lilies the shame hidden
I search for the everlasting circle the diamond on my ring the prize
The darkness creeps inside me like tiny ripples in the sea slowly
I just want to get back let me
I ran my fingers Over my tight skin It felt warm And sticky As I traveled
Creepy, Crawling, Emergency I felt the urgency running up and down the walls light another, smoke rendered the… and I relinquished in its purity
Adaptation, Products of our Environment thats where it is what makes us familiar different, unless
I go to places others won’t
I starred into the black fiery depths of hell the flame was glowing from behind their walls and the smoke rose from above
I’m not sure that anything is different but I am
Buttercups sparkle with dewdrops in the morning
We are blood and bones dried up and ashes pacing, I let it flow ragged and bruised we slip by our fate
Your diluting how I feel All these questions all this applied distance
There was Something So surreal About Washing