A Crazed Anomaly
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Falling Statues
Six shifting stone arms
An agonizing short blast
Grey dust entwined with twilight
Wind stricken ruins
Engulfed by death and decay
Levied Hope
Our abysmal trophies
Transcend the gluttonous mist
In sparkling gems they shine bright
They echoe with fear
The echoe of death
Friday, January 30, 2015
A smooth breeze swept by
A smooth breeze swept by,
It dazzled my red roses
Till their old thorns bled
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