MY SKIN IS COLD

breathing poetry, inspiring by ambivalent things, nothing common with devil (maybe a little:), curious by human mind, fast absorbing emotions, love to be scared, easily lose touch with reality, ufo_greys_ghosts, animals♥️

[densiste87]

[densiste87]

[konoko]

[nobrashfestivity]

Emlen Etting, Oramunde, 1933 

[densiste87]

Careful to not disappear Offering dreams to the dawn Nothing's impossible here Still we can't go on

[abnormall]

[densiste87]

Come salt the open sore You pick the poison I'll make it so Black sky and no star shows Graves for your children You'll die alone

[densiste87]

So I keep on believing,

I've got this under control,

In the sky there's a ceiling,

That crushes me wherever I go

[densiste87]

The stench of death it fills my brain

Rigormortic love satisfaction gained

In here I master what now is mine

Ejaculation turning divine

[deadbyinsidee]

[t-h-u-g-l-i-f-e]

[crawlinwolf]

Rage.

[densiste87]

[densiste87]

Permanence is overdone.

Little moments make the long run.

[x-lil-sad-lil-anxious-x]

[do-not-sit-next-to-dennis-deact]

The Magicians

[densiste87]

S.M.I.L.E.

[densiste87]

[densiste87]

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