I hate all of you
(via cemeterydrive)
I offered you the one I have? O.o
He sees sound.
He tastes color.
He speaks solace.
He breathes ink.
He loves you.
He feels the cosmos in his veins.
He is one with the universe.
He will die.
He tastes color.
He speaks solace.
He breathes ink.
He loves you.
He feels the cosmos in his veins.
He is one with the universe.
He will die.
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