• The Great Deciever

    At the age of seventeen
    I must not make a scene
    I know what I must do
    In order to split a soul into two... more »

  • Warfare

    Like sickly children tumbling down stars
    Feverishly clinging on to life with every last gasp
    Roots loosening in the moon dust slowly letting them down
    Until asphyxiation takes over their weak little lungs... more »