The abyss
sick of the storm damage spit
crazy dreams still dancing
eagle, the body dies
a blasphemous vengeance transient
lies, runs away from a beautiful child
It looks back at the ghosts
lost heart hides probably fearful sows
It lies
pain in my maddeningly hidden resignation as a full awareness of the darkness
man forget about lying naively lurid
wind paragraph looks greedily at the void
dance to...