dawn breaks, restless foes wander awakening landscape
long dark pathways invite the broken soldier, beckon the fair lady to come forth,
forward to new gravel, and ideas, oppurtunities.
the wise cracking toothless grin has no mercy, blackened eyes and carved skin
no mercy.
small light rays beaming forth through burned faces, light shines within their eyes as they wake
and I look at you, within the chaos of the morning dew
heart beating, melting, lets wander with the dead?
walk with me beautiful.
Who am I?
- Jim Faust
- Quickly evolving and strange concepts, bitter taste and sweet sweet serenity. Broken and completely insane, sitting in the middle of the room, quietly observing the mad chaotic vastness and admiring it's complexity, simply and peacefully.
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