Look to the sky
for salvation
He was a sacrifice
yet he did the same
Now he is Immortal
What are you
besides dead?
Look to the sky
for salvation
He was a sacrifice
yet he did the same
Now he is Immortal
What are you
besides dead?
i desire maniacal creation
to let words flow past my skin and from my heart
till my skin breaks and my bones ache with their force
till my mind is a muddled mess of focus and their intensity
where do ripples come from
i wonder
these little
escalating things
perhaps they come from
the speed boat
a few paces out
sharp short
and jagged
or maybe
Arrows and
Men alike
both shall
break and shatter
at the means
of the other
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