I have to say... my Good God...
There is much to say...
From the rankist tomes of my heart- begin
No precipitation- no, this nation need not... fear again
Though my voice seems hollow and my words are shallow
Still until your savior appears..,
I shall carry on, with tears
Though I slay- in true misery, I...
Cannot fly through these years...
Shadowing, flowering sky...
No need to seek
Resolution
Through pollution
Find a way
To escape
All the lame
Worlds and beautiful
Magnificent skies...
That- casual-
Look me in the eye
I love you the most
Though I oft deny
Won't you fall
Into the bloss'ming sky~
If Copernicus, Tesla, or Hendrix had blogs... err... the faint shadows of their blogs caught in a blast of cold wind might resemble what is presented in this Tome o' Darkness xD
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