Comments by sIo
- "Chills like the morgue crept out of my Christmas stocking and panic like i was the one on the slab covered in bells and gingerbread...elegant and crushing. Smells like dead hope twitching with its last nerve."
Posted by sIo on ""Sinister Wine"" by Sorrowful Jester
- "This has me tearing up. My dad died alone in his bed. My heart splatters with hammerlike swings and devours itself like quicksand within a blackhole just to spit itself back out like tuberculosis. Fantastically saddening sir. "
Posted by sIo on "The Rain and I" by Sorrowful Jester
