this is the perfect place. for backdrops in white while you wait in style. that grim look on your face. leaves everything unwanted, and takes all that was left. discusses topics and events without any real attempts. contemplate your cabinets at 2AM. and here to this day. old memories die. sit back and smile. let the girl go by. leave the dead but keep her alive. holding your breath while holding onto someone that you’ve never met. spreading slander and utter requests about something that was never said
im filled with empty outcomes. broken bottles. and filthy effects. contemplating on leaving and burning the bulbs and closing the set. kiss to this day when perfect memories die. so sit back and fight. the rest of the night. keep her close and shut your eyes.

-karl.