blood, bones, soul
Drunk on Writing
“Oh, no. It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people?" says Peeta. "It costs everything you are.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
blood, bones, soul
Kim Jongin (Kai)
His name is Kim Jongin
He walks hands in hands with silence
And, emptiness following him behind
He likes walking through the crowd
Hearing every noise
Listening to the silence beneath it
And, being drown into it (maybe, because he has no other choice)
He is an unemployment in the morning
A painter in the night (he likes to think that way)
He draws red with his bare hands
Leaving red stains on the grounds and walls of random alleyways
He draws scars on other people's hearts
He doesn't mean it (heck, he just wants to have some fun and showered in gold)
But, he does
Kim Jongin is a painter (he still likes thinking that way)
Blood is his only paint
His bare hands are his only brush
And, people's flying souls are his only canvas
Just a short update!
I don't know what is getting me until I can write something like this but I guess, I should stop watching Law and Order, CSI, and Castle too much. ;~~;
Well, in here, Kai is a murderer. He kills people for money and also for fun. (I'm sorry, Jongin ;~;)
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