The sky cries in blood
it paints the world around me red
each drop is painful pleasure
as it hits my flesh
the air is full of its metal smell
and oh! how salty-sweet
it is in my mouth
The sky cries red blood.
(another dream. Make of it what you will)
About Me
- Deviant
- I am a cynic, i love the written word. Im a musician, I love the odd. Im a weirdo, I love to shoot. :P
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