mogley

*disgusted*

im beggining to feel that feeling of emptinesss..this is
all it takes for my cold frozen body to leap into the
fire..i drink of thee..settle under this sullen death..all
the eyes are breathing the world in..they admire this..
your bombs: settle under this sullen death
an infant is crying out to the soldier whom is carrying her
under his arm
in need of a bottle instead gets a bullet in the mouth
we stare at the sun and see beautiful patterns
its all it takes for my body to leap into that fire
and heaven is impossible and your god has gave up to let us
become soo corrupt
how can we not? how can we be pure trudging through all
this rot?