I am the Hookswitch, with a receiver making itself to my brain, where it can rest comfortably.
The numbers have tried to be dialed several times, but it only makes my skin blister and bleed. Otherwise I'm left with a simple symbol of my beatings.
Interpretations are preferred. Just don't think too hard, because sometimes I don't try any harder than it takes.
-For I am a [Vulnerable] God
:-D
im gonna add you to friend list if thats ok
in a bed made of flowers
in a deathless spell
into deep black water
and breathe
and breathe...
with burning eyes like stars
and bury us deep
in his velvet arms
as our faces slipped away
and the rain would cry
don't let it end...