| Because I am like the black object, washing away things with the blackness within me by a form of raining letters and numbers. |


Ode to Wasted Youth Marijuana sigh, glorious fumes,Ode to Wasted Youth by ~sakura-yuki
"Smoking is bad" said Mama,
Though if she never sees, she'd never know
Whilst I rock this joint, she's cozying at home.
Lying peacefully stroking myself,
The air is filled with nightingales,
Trumpets blowing high and might,
Where is my Prince Charming?
A swish of the knife, slice and dice,
Hair and blood flying everywhere,
All on the floor, walls and the mirror,
Painting everything from white to red
Pounding in my head,
The trembling of the heart,
Fading away into the veil of the night,
Leaving a cold body behind.
| I want to get some prints from Deviantart and upgrade this account to a Premium. So a little help would be nice ^^ |