moody mood moodies
Monday, May 21, 2007
Green eyes bind the facial expression of what's become. Eyelashes seem to have grown out of proportion, projecting an image of two beautiful black widows studded with Zircon gemstones on their backs. Not quite Malachite, not yet at least, lined with black streaks, bursting forth and outreaching, the binding tentacles show no mercy and trap the resounding scream into silence, and the widening irises into seduction. A tap in the inner caverns of lies and deceit, and a grave sin devours the entity contained within. That is to say, to fill the void that was long lost, and replace insanity with something else, something that's cause for infidelity and naivety, something called jealousy.
Show no mercy. Show no form of conformity. Show nothing.
smiled at the sun again @ 8:38 PM,
