| [everything.is.relative] I like most things. I'm not scared of the dark. |


AEL.Illuminated by the rotating beam, of spotlights, a spell cast by synthetic sound, makes them move as one, to some chaotic rhythm, like restless waves, breaking on the shore that is the stage. commanded by the silhouttes upon it.AEL.
Instruments to make, and intruments to recieve. Music, vibrating across the scale, through your subservient being.
This hypnotic scene, a relfletion in her eyes. A girl, in black and white, unmoved by the waves, of everyone else. She is destined to sway alone. Her gaze, locked, on


Who did this?You did this to yourself you can't deny what's written in red on your wrists.Who did this?
Your porcelain body the perfect canvas, for my violent art, marks that bloomed and lingered on your skin. Purple memories, bruised and tender. They'll fade, and you'll forget what it felt like, to be broken on the floor, slip into intoxicate
There's quite a lot you don't like.
Your ID clearly lies.
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Huh? What?
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The world doesn't just disappear when you close your eyes.
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GOSH.
Draw some moar picturrres.
I want something new to look at when I go round your house.
=]
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Huh? What?
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GOSH.
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Huh? What?
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GOSH.
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The world doesn't just disappear when you close your eyes.
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GOSH.
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The world doesn't just disappear when you close your eyes.
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