onyxstudios

All or nothing, no bargain. There is only one way through the pain.  

Light is the pencil.  

All is done, Nothing’s done, We are made of dust That sparkles in the rust.  

Breathe,  

Breathe…  

Breathe more…  

Give me your smile,  

Home is where the design hits the shape of my soul.  

Give me your tears,  

Give me the anger, the anguish, the relief.