He was a boy who’s soul wreaked of ashes and dirt. There were cracks in his mind Chasms in his heart. He ate razorblades but still remained soft edges and porcelain skin he wanted to buy Happiness but he was too at war with himself to find

He was a boy who’s soul wreaked of ashes and dirt. There were cracks in his mind Chasms in his heart.  He ate razorblades but still remained soft edges and porcelain skin he wanted to buy Happiness but he was too at war with himself to find