

His Broken GearsYou are broken And you cannot break me with you For I know what you don't --I know Who you don't You And your disrepaired prideHis Broken Gears
And your misplaced screams
And your childish sayings
And your foolish doctrines Hate yourself And you may see that you hate everyone as well
Reveling in my pain To save yourself from that minor sting But you will never win For even in my red-eyed crystaline laughter I am Still the one who's Laughing Last
Illuminescent

The Sun Drips ScarletWhat is a day but an increment of time Todays may pass and tomorrows shall come But what of it Without a memory a day has not existed Remembering is but the very blood that supplies life to a period of twenty-four hours of one thousand four hundred fourty minutes of eighty-six thousand four hundred seconds all in vain without that sustenance that is recollection May we learn to not let another day die in our handsThe Sun Drips Scarlet
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˙lɐǝɹ sı ǝuıƃɐɯı uɐɔ noʎ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ
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It's an excellent piece; the wispy pieces pulling away from his coat remind me of self loss, which seems fitting for Johnny as he was lost to begin with. Loved it.
Once again, you're welcome. :}
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