Roll into the tumbleweeds, jagged thorns, split thumbs, turn back the clocks and let it all in. Distant memories flitter past, a myriad of broken dreams, a fragment of your imagination- what's left to lose? Snakes writhe as though possessed, bitter chords so sweet and sharp, the taste of blood upon my lips. Vengeance is sweet but honey is sweeter, dripping nectar, Niagra Falls. Acid rain, crumbling gravestones, ash and bone- lets make war. Under the stench of the decaying leaves, the crunch of autumn is a bitter pill to swallow. Go underground, gather your army... in toxic waste are secrets unearthed buried under forgotten lies. Walk into the eye of the storm and give up your soul for a ... read more
The Secret Garden
Why Rock That Look Is Proud To Be Different
Mirror Mirror on the wall I see green I see blue. Rainbows and unicorns ascend into flight, glitter dust on their infamous cloaks. I take charge of one unicorn, dashing over a rainbow of saccharine delight. Leaving behind trails of shimmering blue I step into the uneasy woods, fear clouding my vision- I stumble and fall into the dark. I don't like the dark, there are captured memories here, reminding me of a past best forgotten, a past best left behind. In the dark I must fight for justice and find the key to escape from this treacherous ruin. Mirrored lens are my only hope, through mirrors I can start a new life, start anew. I look in the mirror and see a new dawn where I am not judged for ... read more
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