Echo

Brandishing a sword of a thousand lives that we have lived...To be lost between the sun and the moonlight as an everlasting sunset that falters against the gravitational pull of you and I...To be nothing but an echo of the forgotten, for the fallen are just that... with broken wings and broken dreams lost in its seams...I falter in the cacophony of memories...like putting together broken glass and there are nothing but cracks left.

Reviews

[Alexis]

wow this is pretty good nice description and lots of emotion