Torn, weathered and bruised.
Like William Blake, painting and poetry.
When good and evil
are divided equal
There's half the hope
in which to cope
...
If I were to lose you
I think I'd lose my mind
so get some sleep
and something to eat
...
I want to breathe rain.
Feel the summer mist running through my veins.
I want to ride the clouds.
Soaring free on the edge, high and proud.
...
Blades of vengeance...
hammer striking...
Barbed in flesh... impaling spike.
...
Half girl, half woman.
Victoria Secret
and the Disney channel.
Roses and chocolate milk.
...