♫ Ɏ Ʉ ȿ Ⱥ ♫
The picture in which the truth coils up
below the rubble
Is the deepest of all
[The invisible wall]
"I usually don't just walk out in the morning, I'm not too fond of sunlight." He countered with a sarcastic smile. "Besides, you're only as cheap as you want to feel." Shrugging a bit the male set the bottle on the counter.
"This whiskey, is weak, human's and alcohol are a sorry state compared to the internals of someone such as myself, where I am from, the sulphur is thick in the water from the volcanoes so our bodies have adapted to filter it out, in this case, the alcohol is the equivalent.
The facial inexpressiveness
In which isolation, hatred, jealousy, anxiety
And nothingness bloom is the heaviest of all
[The invisible wall]