Burnt Black Petals

Give me hard rock
Dark comedy
Heavy metal
Inuendo-filled rap

but i swear to this world
classical music is the worst

Fight me on this subject?
You've already lost.

Wordless

this music demands Me

You are weaving a beautiful fabric to make into a garment for yourself. Your loom can weave with any substance you wish: the sneeze of an ant, the roar of a river, the fog of London. What would you include in your fabric, and why?

Numbed! My love

Two-pieced Flower dearest.


i don't want to worry you because i am Strong so I will stop being sad
I will be mad if needed

i don't want to anger you because i love You so i will stop being emotional

Bury those in the garden.

I push them down so hard that
they 'disapear'.

I forgot I did that. I do that,
Because I don't like being hurt. But
it hurts me, i know.

I understand
I still do it, and

They stood on top of a hill.

A hill found between two mountains.
The world was still for them.

They were the one.
Their hair was matted, filled with leaves and sticks.

But

The sticks were medicinal.

Your emereld dress is beutiful.
But
You seem so fidgety.

The cake right next to you.
You don't care about the decorations.

You are Too young to want those yet.
You just want some of the cake.
You wait.