vase falls

Delusional RealismCrying every night, these tears of stars Falling through spaceDelusional Realism
Never stopping until they die From broken words that have not erased From the soul they were traced in the fear that was laced Into the eyes of her love... As he screamed out her name She watched him fall from the edge of life Frozen in time as the ice swept him away, Yet caught him in the fire of yesterday’s, Past. For the rain was too hard and the storm was too rough For a fragile mind to be lost in the dusk Not knowing, not seeing, just bleeding and feeling, The dark that was enveloping him; &n
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I used to say Hector, but now I say Hannibal. You might be real, and I don't hate you, I just don't like the way people talk about you.
You have a beautiful style, I really like your artwork!
Keep up the great work!
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