splattered faces

in a war

bleeding branches of beauty

a thin face,

green thumb no longer accurate

landscape of

can't hear anymore

beauty is growing

like vines

taped to a wall

a hand of white

soaking up the demon from hell

rusted pipes

broken fences

abandonment still waiting for you

little girl,

loving so much hate

strings of planets

connected together,

like hands holding each other

bubbled mountains,

pink breast

hollowness of an endless

alluminati,

showing broken glass

of a lost future

heights of gorgeous faces,

hung up like Gods,

you bow to them

open up