Conscious … Thought?

No one noticed my third piercing really stung me right in the eye of the beholder never seems to be a strong word, try to use it twice a day and call me in the morning of Armageddon brought a red skies, painted by a horsehair strong enough to floss your teeth every day, you never know when the rain comes don’t forget to pack your compass because, unfortunately, no one told me that he wasn’t there when I woke up the sunlight shone through the window into my soul lies hidden beneath layers of dust is ninety percent dead human skin is much healthier than you’ll ever think would taste like plastic burns at a much higher temperatures throughout the week, but be ready for the fight, nothing can stop me now that I’ve conquered my sanity!