Date: 11-11-2027
Olivia's p.o.v
Beautiful disaster, broken shaken shattered
train tracks releases a self made monster.
Came to conquer and then die, all roads
lead to Rome for some hearts. Taken by
the wind, stolen forgotten talent symbolizes
false hope. Hanging onto a rope, how does one
weep and cope with deep emotional scars? Worth
far more less than gold, it is impossible to hold onto
gravity. Unholy big hotmess, love is a battlefield where
wrath and forgiveness collide. Damaged lingering mental
anguish, abuse is a death wish that has come true. Always
finding a reason to lament, there is such a great mighty heart
in this sensitive cause and long silent negative pause. Wild
free deadly imaginary white horse, mortality take a seat in
heavenly places. Breathing without a pulse, it is a curse to
to stand on holy ground wearing the shoes of foes. These
speedy cars, delicate red roses, misfortunate stars are tragic
heroes. Early morning daily routine, gun shots produce extremely
loud noises and numerous losses. Stuck at a crossroads, life is
like a chess game creating a less perfect peaceful home environment.
As bittersweet as chocolate icecream, a pregnant duchess experiences
a miscarriage. Violated stolen childhood innocence, this barren teenage
wasteland is hell on earth. Temporary passing jaded faded glory, marriage
is an another word for injustice. Bleeding out from within, discouraging words
cut deep into the skin decreaing the chances of a rebirth. Living without a
destiny, the body of Christ is broken up into tiny little pieces. This holy bread
is spread about the ground like crumbs for birds to eat. Walking boneless
lifeless crimson meat, love is dead and so is God. Conceived in wedlock, burnt black
celestial bodies are unchained unsung melodies. Carelessly living life in the
fast lane, lunatics go insane and remain stuck in prison.