i am really missing my cat right now... 
flesh covers the bone... they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul... nothing else fills it but sometimes it spills, as the sadness leaks...
flesh covers the bone... they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul... nothing else fills it but sometimes it spills, as the sadness leaks...
abyssia:
skin sacks - the prison of the soul. even when we leak... we know we are leaking out... and it feels wrong. that is what is really wrong. ever want to scream?
starry_eyed:
omnipresent downfalls flowing through bloodstreams.... our bodies feed.