

To Angel "Inqy" YatesAngelTo Angel "Inqy" Yates
Life is not real, I feel it is a dream, filled with impossibilities beyond imagination. Love, loss, the severing of humanity the colorless void that separates dreams with reality.
You are gone, the sparkling effervescence of the stars moon and sky, are bleak fallacies of the mind. The pallet is dry, craked and caked from time unused.
Figures and forms dissipate, only to fade away.
Imagination stands still in the recesses of time. People are shadows, void of form
voices muffle and fade to nothing leaving lingering souls filled with hallow


SynergyWhen I look into those eyes, those sunken, sullen, pathetic flaps of skin.Synergy
Where eye sockets should be connected; where the window to the soul should be.
All I see are two empty caves two hollow, limited shells of human spirit two ravenous caverns where you systematically chew up men and spit them out.
The soul, everyone has one, not everyone
needs to feed upon them. Not like you, a devourer of the human condition. Not like you, the harbinger of death Not like you, a pitiful receptacle, a shell a cast, a pale encasing which you call skin,  
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"I want to paint the monochrome future with my colors, with my dreams..." - RECALL (LUNA SEA)
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Im not an Artist Im a F***ing work of ART!! --> Marilyn Manson [link]
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Steven Walker
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Im not an Artist Im a F***ing work of ART!! --> Marilyn Manson [link]
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