Written by: Justin Robbins

Shooting stars become my soul
Loosing my sanity's wings
Stripped of all pride
This supernatural's well being

Verses spit saliva's promise
Coloring the books outside of the pen
Its ink oozing spilling and speaking
The words that cant begin

Shackled whispers form the papers soul,
Hidden from view to everyone but me
There silent screams lusting in love
Dancing in times wish to be

The notes become what I inhale
There tears from fears inside,
Emotions casting spells with dreams
of a devils deal  made to confide