I knew it was coming, but foolishly I hoped...
Screaming these metaphors Of fury filled dreams Is a life disdained Left in the wake To what dismay Not yet known Pouring from the lips to the floor And this babe doth cry out To whom? The gods? All deaf ears To no one This is not that which hath been foretold Erego every soul believed Deceived were they that hoped Perhaps tomorrow the truth will emerge Perfection attained thus rightly so Bringing forth a new era of chaos and treachery. So does a new life begin.
Jussi 69 Eyes · Mon May 23, 2005 @ 05:05am · 1 Comments |