If not, then for what?A Poem by samuel foxtrot
Leave the night untouched
cradle a glimpse of air, unnoticed and die amoungst the ruins. the ruins of the fallen night Everlasting night the premise of my demise My Grasp upon reality never again the same, My motive for destruction taken and reclaimed that emptiness repackaged is purpose in its name? © 2013 samuel foxtrot |
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