Smooth white forms
Gracefully molded with
The best of hands
Twisted into uncanny shapes
Dipping in and out each other
Like masses of nerves
They wear these bones on their bodies
Otherworldly symbols of power
Ivory jaws, teeth, crests, skulls
Almost like Lucifer's children
And yet they used to be
Just like you
"What are they?" You may cry
They are everything
And nothing at the same time
The pale one
Is void of expression
The essence of nobodies
Strumming a cello
Made of the blood tree's flesh
A silver-haired youth
Makes his violin's wants known
Dancing among
The plummeting rose petals
The one who laughs
With the deligh
So yeah, I've finally decided to travel to a whole new dA account.
I'll still come around to this one every now and then, but it won't be my main anymore. And I don't think I'll deactivate it.
Maybe I'll see you around on the other account? : ] ~Tybira (https://www.deviantart.com/tybira)
(P.S. I'm still in the process of getting it set up, so some parts are a bit rough on the edges.)