

The RoomCurtains flutter in a slow exhale of stale breath The room breathes out and the fan turns Creeking not in sound, but memory The bed is growing teeth, not to bite But smile like a bully who has finally won The closet flickers, empty now There is no trace of me here No trace of me or anything it meant to me His scent is washed from the sheets Which are pressed and crisp enough to kill Her handprints neatly washed from panes of glass That sparkle as if never used Mirrors reflect nothing of what they have seen As though their memories have been wiped And as the roThe Room
Thanks for watching, its great support
but I have a new account now so I would greatly appreciate if you add that one to your watch,k?
Or you wont be able to see my new stuff that will be uploaded!! 8O
here it is
[link]
sorry for the trouble^^
Thanks again^^
(ps. sorry it sounds all formal. im just cutting and pasting theis massage to all me watchers -_-)
pss. Miss you!!!
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Crying is good medication...
so you'll be the first
MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!
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Crying is good medication...
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