Sssssshhhhhh…….
Bore dome. It can kill someone's soul. I have lost my mind again. Imagination rolls. Scrolling. And you say love. Love. Ooooohhhhh….. Don't be the truth when you lie. Wring a towel with your hands. Raw. Sitting on a cold hard metal seat. Bore dome. Listen to a piano and violin. Beautiful music. Strings. Bore dome. Like the 7th trumpet is what it feels like. Sting. Burning. Tap tap tap. Staring at a pistol. Looking down at the barrel turned into your mouth. Scared. But the thought of blood dripping pleases you. Can you imagine being locked in the attic? Bore dome. What would you do? Staring at dust falling all around you. Souls drifting through mirrors. Reflecting and looking at you. Looking just like you. Scared. Bored. Strings.
