U never know wuts goin on behind ur back, and if it stays that way then ull never see it comming. |
He was a man standing tall;
knees bearing weight...
Desolate streams of cooling air
surround me as I stare...
A fight has just happened and the rivers ran red,
Death is upon us without the bloodshed...
The moonlight illuminates,
our spot by the tree...
"Carry a reflection-dont metamorphose into one." |