Thursday, May 10, 2012

GREEN NIGHT

"I deserve no nobility, my moonscape has a blazing truth about a shooting star
which went into a gape groaning. Somebody is done for, for a fragile skull. The riverbed
buries the dead child in white sands."
The world has monsters in it. They prey upon the innocents and call it war, as if words will stop Gods' wrath. A very well done.- Billy Robert

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