Asylum's blog: "Love Breeds Suicide"

I tell the tell of dreams to life, I smell the smell to yell the dreams out, I sell the sell of the dream to another, This dream goes to the person I sold it to, The dream tells the person they are loved. Above the loved ones head the love is being, Battered and torn with the hatred, Of the ones that don't care for the, Life that they're ripping apart from, The outside to the inside ripping the, Love apart without caring. Until the love is sowed back together, There is nothing you or your loved one, Can do about it.

Today is just another day to die but you don't die for a long time you puzzle in your head why your dead already but you already know why, it's because your life is never over with until you finish your task.

I am from color rape of aurorope and a density region ( glistening red fir burning from the ground up that tastes blood) I'm from the unholy heavens of the hateful world whose life is gained by life and life itself that can not corrupt or collide with another. I am from the life and households leaning on one another leaping place to place hurting the life of one who cares bout life and nothing else but thats the factor of hatered un the souls of a person that gives up to eaisly that could have secceded in life I'm from the life of conclusions that denied the love of one or more people to live up and take the souls of a man or woman that loved for eternity but you will always have them in your heart for the rest of your life

Love is so unbreakable at times, love can be broken without hurt, love is a feeling that holds desire, desire is what we want most without desire we have nothing, love can be placed into words and have not true meaning, love is only a keepsake, love can make you be happy or sad, love is pain, love is suicide, love kills, love or not love you decide