They told me to turn it into art. Horizontal tears slide down; purple skin turns green. Clean and dirty swap... Read More
They told me to turn it into art. Horizontal tears slide down; purple skin turns green. Clean and dirty swap places. Cleanse what your disturbance has soiled, and feel contaminated by what is clean. Water washes away what happened, but it's hard to cleanse what remains. | _ ' hit Memories cloud the mind; memories cloud words. rock bottom, and | despair. | hit rock bottom, and I'm safe. Flowers care for the one who didn't respect me — a desperate refuge to undo what they caused. Stairs to forget, moments to burn. want to flow, | want to let go. want to look forward and leave it behind. Sister, | believe you...
