The essence of luck and learning have tied a thin black string to by very detailed bones
I have created a utopia within my mind and plan to stay there
I found my connection into the cut in of the sky
In between the moments of extraction every emotion was felt
It has rained very hard but it is only to nourish a dry harvest
At the very moment, from my chest arose a rose with pedals of silk
And how sly the tongue of this flower was, enough to lick away regret
REGRET (associated with)
- Grinding teeth to the gums
- Rubbing your eye down a dry chalk board
I've never been in a situation where I have to abandon myself
I feel accepting of possibilities, but all are pale and disgusting
I'd rather sew my lips to my tongue
I want more
I want to dominate and create, tare apart what is and rebuild
Forget the minor reactions
This is for the best
You have stained your shirt but you will clean it
And start fresh
I'm not afraid anymore
Not of myself at least
