Quicksand

I mass murdered in a previous life, I was a serial killer hidden beneath a secret life.

Who I am today isn’t any more familiar to the peculiar memories I visualize or dream. 

I fight temptations, I hide many resemblances, every day I wake up is showbiz! 

Your imagination is extravagant, well so are my tears, well so is my joys.

I’ll remain a man complacent to his brain, this ball of clay I’ll continuously form.

Many shapes, many shades, many fights, many writes, change who I am,

EVOLe