The stilts stand straight up when wefall.Straight as the the lines wemeant to draw.These tumbling grounds....are they fair?Or do they rolllike the hil..
Avast, the shadows cry and crumbleShan't there be moreafflictionJust the waves of lifeand the tides you'veenvisionedAt last you can sharethose beliefs..
I don't know what sometimes takes thattingle awayYou know when it's like 'the wind grazes your souland everything is serenityAnd the rifts of life fil..
There are shock wavesthat shakethe existenceof what'swaiting to explode inside us.Forsaking meritocracyand the"Daily News,"the yearnings for fame that..
So this is sickness...I see your fragile kneesprobably from theChristmas'sspent only with figurines.He's got kind of a different grin.Does he know tha..