iElfman by Phoelfman

oblivion redthe walls grew diseased again. and he pounded heavily in the ears like a good itchy aching blood vessel near explosion in the temple. teeth beared for the honor of being the only audience, eyes plaguing planted and determined to stay put on the quivering frame. though faltering to the burning want of warm skin against nervous flesh, a tender millisecond of soul arc bent me as he spoke of water, waking and wolves. the copper rings of the irises match and blow holes through time and space like so many gunship cannons. and it feels like cool silk. he memorizes each molecule of sweat before deigning to suffer but soothe the humble soul. and withoblivion red
Danny Elfman... Again
ELFMAN BOINGO LOVE ID
Devious Comments
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this is necessary; life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on...
everybodys got problems, and personally, i dont care!
DON'T TOUCH ME!!!
*TheWritersMeow
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