A different taste crossed my tounge,

and I’m happy to let myself experiment in the unusual way i’ve floated to destiny

I’m attracted to the strange darkness I’m to afraid to become

A fearless perspective

He sees through my outer layer

His appearance clouds my vision and he isn’t sensitive to my sensual nature

A dream in the sights of tis inevitable beginning

His words dont reek of the bland loose ends the rest left on the floor

along with the remains of their artificial hope