i don't believe like i used to; if you can strike down the gardeners who will tend to the garden when the sun beats down when crawlers feast on roots; when you strike down the gardeners who will watch over your tulip field
she said there was no heaven i asked her what she would go after she said to the mall
the worst villian but always strikes clean, unforgiving persistant and held by two arms. time sweeps through open and closed windows self imposed - own will justice with no checks and balance. time is god.
this isn't a game but we play like one take your ball and run whenever you don't like the outcome couldn't live without one- the rain; i remember it being, lighter walking through it hands as an umbrella a scene i remember in a novella 'wants only go so far without the time'
breathing in smoke out you caught all of it it's not regret fleeing the scene just a chance leaving a piece of me gretel will find me tired of losin' my brothers grimm night a laugh : a smite only pieces on a board till they all get bored struck the final chord will meet… Continue reading crisp lightning bolt
can't be the breaker of chains when your own dreams keep you bolted down masking your insecurity with fools gold power got you here, begging in front of an earless ghost to let you free; but you'll be here in the morning with a new plead you can try to be free from your own… Continue reading jail cell