

to chrisBlue roses left cold burning in my hands the blood that was bled no one understands left here to fall apart again what am i supposed to do? should i just sit here in dead silence waiting on you. flesh, peeled and cored right to the bone do you know what it feels like to be left all alone. coloring outside the lines has always looked the same i never really noticed that i was the one who changed. this dark art isnt getting any lighter almost like the web of a useless widdowed spider. cutting my heart was never fun you think thats bad..ive just begun. riding bullets like it was never a problem ill forever regret saying that it wasnt ever wrongto chris
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and thanks 4 cheack out my gallery and 4 ur comment
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I walk blind in a world of dreams, as my life remains untold...
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I walk blind in a world of dreams, as my life remains untold...
you play guitar or drums or anything?
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I walk blind in a world of dreams, as my life remains untold...
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