Into the darkness...

This is your call...I do what you want me to do.

I succumb into darkness...engulf myself in this cold...satisfying denial of things.

Once you're in it's hard to get out...deep inside there's room for oblivion 

...and you're falling...falling deeper into it

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I indulge with the cold...frisky emotions tingling in the back of my head...

The cool chill running up the spine...it ain't morphine...it ain't crack...

It's the howl of the soul...from the deepest dungeons of darkness.

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You look up while falling down...you see the lights, you see faces... looking at you...judging...thinking how to use you...You know what I do ? ...

I Stretch the middle finger and giv'em a nice 'FUCK OFF!'

It's me who's falling and it's me who decides when the fuck I'd like to grow wings and fly the fuck away. I'm the bird in a cage...The calm stream running into a pond...a leaf carried by the
gentle wind...I'm the drop of water spilling the perfect meniscus in a glass...

For now...I enjoy the sweet descending, the wind blowing, the temporariness, the sweet emotions...

P.S Call my psychodelic unstable and unpredictable self 'emo' and I fucking promise I'll give  you a mental violation of your mind and a acoustic treatment of your ears with me shouting 'Might you have a problem bitch ?!!!'

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I'm the jury...I'm the judge...and the executioneer.  

P.S 2 [xD]

Death is beutifull ? ...Dream on...Dream on...