i don't make art anymore.
i don't feel like making anything anymore.
or probably i don't like showing things here anymore.
either way. lol.
welcome to the gallery of ex-boyfriends.
end.


Swallow Me WholeI want you (and that is all that should occur)Swallow Me Whole
I want you to open (something that youve opened before not whole heartedly I like the pain of limits but through heat, please assure)
I want you to open your (mind through lesser possibilities on how well get through this)
I want you to open your mouth and (tell me what I want to hear)
I want you to open your mouth and swallow me


Andand if there was anything, it had come to this And
blatant, gaudy snarl twisting, your lips a gaudy sight
and your tongue, in partition: a mass of flowing force thronging on to an inevitable end
and I dont want you to finish: (please never end
anything with a period not here, not while Im intently enjoying this)
the weight of the world is seeping on sleepless nights like this one
where any part of a conversation would flow at a heartbeats pace
through an inevitable run on sentenc


Open your mouthSilence will take us nowhere that is whats at faultOpen your mouth
maybe there is where Id want to be (
within the gravity of your story unmoving, at first, slightly scarring in a while;
look I am focused on the slightest partition of your lips:
cherry red, unwinding stagnant, frowning on to the devastation that is deemed
at what you cannot say, purposely)
when you open your lips darling, please part them and take me in
slowly open them open your mouth and
swallow me
--
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties from all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand...
--
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties from all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand...
--
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties from all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand...
hey?
--
"Dip your paintbrush in your brain and let it sip the blood which you will use as a medium for your best masterpiece!"
--
Everything starts from scraps...
and all Master pieces do came from it...
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