Sew the heart of a bunny's art, trapped in a lolita's twisted mind, bandage the bloody eyes of fate, lovers of death and decay depart, a darkness so soothing in chaotic array, purity posing in dirty white, gaia winged warriors and half sewn joys, signature skulls with stitches straight, battered torsos and bleeding hearts, stitched together, a bunny's art.
MonstaJam · Sat Mar 24, 2007 @ 08:47pm · 0 Comments |