The moon was sat tight
After Dusk’s light...
Gather ye lilies, Spring daffodils
Tie them up all in a spray...
A shadow's cast on barren land
of nothing but this crimson sand...
Troop's letter
I have this rage deep inside my soul...
Devastated heart, broken dignity, dead faces
Fallen roses, shattered petals, deserted places...
There,
deep inside the coal mine was pitch black...
This situation is most queer,
my lawn gnome has moved ever near...
-this might be really strange...but i just wrote...
I saw you first in the emergency room...
I will wrap it around me so tightly I will not be...
Stars glistening on my skin like pin prick...
Down into the pits of hellish pain
We find our spirits falling...
Mountains rose high in a sky turning
purple with splashes of lilac and gold...
"All that we are is the result of what we...
-Buddha...