They were eaten by the night.
Fed to the king of hollow walls.
But they were still present.
Unable to lose themselves completely.
It was probably for the best.
Their top speed cut the glances
Pushed them to the rim.
“Don’t try to touch me.
You never could.”
I wither beneath the limbs.
They hold no truth.
Never trust those that don’t hold a trust in you.
“You can see it in their eyes.”
i did my makeup yesterday. all fancy and shit.
and proceeded to take a shit load of pictures.
