Players Pleasure

you play so well
all the clues were there

Between Greenford and Perivale

is where I waited for you through the night and the rain and the sunrise
and that's when I understood that you will never return again
Shame
a heart has a mind of it's own

Absolutly Flawless

my entire life has become glitter
It’s not far from the city

As I roll up my sleeves to hand you the first ever promise
landing on your lips in a mystical shape
Consequently
I am reflected in a pond of lucidness

I become distinct
I test the waters
in a numb and messy setting

I keep acknowledging
I am only capable of harming myself

Flayed

Wood is not isotropic. Nor am I; I have my "exquisite points". The map of these points is known to me alone, and it is according to them that I make my way.