Silence is golden when tongues are of silver, when i look up at the moon i start to quiver. Distant memories of a not so distant time, motivate me to write another distracting rhyme. Give it your all and it will all be taken, the rage i feel from that fact has got me shaking. Same situations with different heartbeats keeps the crowd at the edge of their seats. Evil creatures watching from invisible walls, time doesnt fly by it only crawls. Esoteric synchronization is a key component to meditation but it keeps me blind to these observations of all my new obligations. The lights are fading the feeling is back this is the closest thing to disaster, keep on fading snow white into black the kind of thing youd laugh about after.
Posted on: Mon, 17 Mar 2014 08:34:57 +0000
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