I can't think of your face without cracking the bones in my hands. I'll leave you to the blankness. It's more than you left me.
Please break the pattern.
It's sucking on the more than the worthless. Swept under the blanket; That's where you met me. It's bleeding innocent all over in a sense that matters. Always just empty.
Gone for good.
You can take that how you want. --
Song views her little useless wings as a representation of false hope; she hates them and always tries to chew them off. But the pain is too much so she never succeeds.
I'll scrap this tonight. It's just that this feeling is familiar and so here is a familiar face to match it.
Song is definitely one of my top favorite characters of yours. The concept is so perfect, like seriously. It's simple, but speaks so much; you can do so much with it. AND her design and colors are so beautiful. Gosh I love your characters
This is so beautiful... I can tell it came from a pained heart, and that is sad but beautiful at the same time. I love when people use art to express themselves in such a way. Keep up the lovely work.