congratulations, shapeshifter photo / Saddle of Spittle via Pinterest
I look behind me I see an army of angels I can’t understand their words so I close my eyes they turn my head to face the sun photo / Eva Emurlaeva via pinterest
I couldn’t help everybody I could only help One photos / kristopherbernard.blogspot.com & startblackout.tumblr.com via Pinterest
. a mirror to my essence (I saw my light shining through your ruins) a peace you could not destroy .
. there are festering cesspools where they speak of love as how much an angel would endure they don’t know that love is quiet looking for peace .
. Jezebel is a runaway chariot a devil and an angel sit on her shoulders who is the angel? the Angel is learning the ways of how the Devil sleeps .
I moan a weird prayer for peace after all we deserve a new start We were here & looked right into the sun photo / Sumyko writing / FRANK SHERLOCK
The flashes of the explosions are close enough to touch if you wanted to burn your fingers on the sky, and the glare rocks our shadows back against the brick, as if chaos snapped our pictures in the dark. photo / 美撒郭 writing / BILL ZAVATSKY
I’m up here to distract myself, temporarily, from what I don’t want or can’t have in the way of love photo / ludwig West writing / BILL ZAVATSKY
But you are immortal, And you can’t be taken, Right? Don’t leave me just yet, Save me the night. photo / Diego Lasso writing / Sarah Fontaine