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photo: la muerte enamorada by Chem Gil Ramirez

Do you know what's it's like to cry from the rivers of your soul? I do. I know what's it's like to cry from the deepest part of your soul.

As the Autumn leaves change, I too feel a change in me, like a soul exchanging a body for wings.

Ringing in my ears Buzzing like a beehive in my brain My heart rattling like a tin can

Just like a cigarette you burn me up and burn me out until all that's left is the nasty gritty part that nobody wants.

absolutely loved this tattoo.

I am both light and darkness, the yin and yang of life.I am a crow flying up into Twilight,until the starry sky drops.

If the trees could talk, what do you think they would say? Would they tell us of their history? How they grew from a tiny seed? How would they..

Our conversations were full of pregnant pauses that ended up being still borns. A silent longing passed between us. A longing for words to fill the..

Things are not always what they appear. Stars are just dead lights. Some things leave their essence behind when they go, but they are still gone..