Devious Journal Entry
lemme tell ya,CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lauren and I are in the studio recording our first EP.
I'm busy writing for my solo project as well.
Stones -Invisible god-Inclination. Irredescence conjures me forth. Irritation. Interference floods the budding shore. I am unto you a fragile sort of ice. Please let me redeem these dying shades of light.Stones -Invisible god-
Pull forth from me this thing you need. This will to feed. Pull hope. This drug to keep us afloat. Take forth from me this thing with greed. You need to feed. Take hope. This drug will keep us afloat.
Arts of dying. Inside churns a storm. Still on denying. Unable to seek what's not in your form. Savage forgiveness. A mutual understanding. I cannot forget this. Inside of me is r
SheTucked away in a locket. Time keeper of the pocket. There she hung. There she hung.She
Stranded in the wild. Forgotten valentine smile. There she hung. Second hand at one.
Daughter to a knife. Memorial to a crooked line. There she hung. Tick-tocking gun.
A heart was trampled over. Now she floats above the clovers. Memoir shinging in the sun. Metrinome bride revived at one.
ChromicideNormalcy I wish I knew. The lips I kiss are turning blue. She cries. Something that she knew has died.Chromicide
With ribbons I gift you shame. Blue lips never call his name. A sweet embrace. With candied hearts I meet decay.
Normalcy I prayed to find. With neon blood a drew a line. It's faded now. Washing out.
With blade and bone I met the ledge. With violet limbs I found the edge. I cry. Dying just to be alive. No lie. Sobriety killed the smile.
GlassWanderer. He's no place to go. Fallen fury. Angel in the snow. Wanderer. Birth an aftermath. Buried shadow. Angel in the snow. Wanderer. Danger. Danger. Hide your children. Ghost swallower. Wanderer. Cutting through the glass. Hide your children. Danger in the snow.Glass
He moves. Badly bruised. An open wound. I breathe. One truth. Don't move. I'm the wound. You'll see.
Eyes stapled wide. Open up the inside. Iris will hide. Orchids for the afterlife. He's a divide. Protaganist lie. Lure you in. Dismember your mind. He's a disease. No more
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