† BLOOD †

being in the darkness, my cries to you are a slurred whisper. eye Shine from fatigue, sparkling moments of the future. a disruptive cell of a minion or a blind man surrounded by fools? everything is bought only by a look and it is only minute, but in bright colors of your life. In a false perception of the world out of fear. Fear is fictitious, which means deception-invented by me. The punishment himself for wanting to feel happiness.