Effector Prime : Writing

heavy this

heavy this

A Poem by Effector Prime


Same old shet different day gota get up gota get up
why me?

why me?

A Poem by Effector Prime


I trust myself to never ask you I know your heart has many reasons One of them I know, Is that I'm no fool
Why can't I be happy for her?

Why can't I be happy for her?

A Poem by Effector Prime


An echo from a forgotten corner
Nightfall steal

Nightfall steal

A Poem by Effector Prime


out of nowhere
Your lips

Your lips

A Story by Effector Prime


I don't know where I'll begin Or where you'll end.. -Moby, "Hotel"
Slipped

Slipped

A Poem by Effector Prime


your mind
Repeating a paradox

Repeating a paradox

A Poem by Effector Prime


The paradox of creativity trapped in repetition
Photon girl

Photon girl

A Poem by Effector Prime


teenage heartthrob, N.D. my beauty