subsist-clandestine

The autumn leaves past Embracing into a thick coat hiding underneath this scarf Pull me in love me Tears dripped down This concern  So distance Shivering by memory I cannot help Until we say our goodbyes Pull me in love me Grasping tightly Why  can't we let go The moon comes over So still If this isn't real If this isn't true If this isn't right Why  are you crying Why  not me pull me in love me...

Sunflowers wither, crisped, and wrinkled Dull, Dimmed and a unique tone of ash These hands came calmy, the touch of a stem "oh so cold. so cold" A six sense of death and despair flooded into the summer's pot. No single tear had shed, deep in the heart of its roots. It said nothing but a haunting sigh, burning. Petals flowing in a delicate landing point, so pure a bright tune mellow yellow The sunflower cried until no more eyelashes.. Its condition decompose.. When an old man put to rest Too painful to look at it so lifeless Head hang low, bowing towards me - I'm guilty. Standing still, time flies through the window.. I close my

Have you kept your eyes wide for me..?  Weeping over an visionary case of depression? Hold this gun please: release the trigger until your head begin..  ..to realized the game you played is over.. over..         over.. The body of strangers pity the act of you See of despair and pain, can it touch the delicate skin you call your own? Missing you.. Eyes shown no mercy, what have you become? A rebelious child, selfish as it is.. Hold this gun please: release the trigger until your head begin..  ..to realized the game you played is over.. over..         over.. FACE it. You call yourself a god. Pitiful child, seek it..

The path near the rose bush. Smiling, wind blew strains of hair away.. from your face.. This heart skipped a beat, Hoping so much, I believed you're beautiful. I held your pale hand.. Don't let go. Don't let go of the flower. Please..