His beauty reigned
just as the crow...
Dear earthling,
I write in words to communicate...
I
Retrieve the metal...
Darkness brews an
evil that lurks within...
At night I dream of suns so bright
Of flowers wilting up with fright...
His touch electrocutes the air
circling me, his hands are vultures...
Captain's Log July 5th, 2517
21:47...
We are the Star Wars Society,
We're full of variety...
I think I’m okay, or perhaps, I am more than...
Who knows...
Dressed in many forms
sneaks to rope another breath...
Our agendas were written by two different hands,
in two different languages...
I scream in agony as I hunch forward in pain.
Soon I will no longer be me...