Can we hear it for the Weekday Warrior?
The man with the set uniform...

What if..
What if the world were really flat...

Where grief and agony struggle over the pen
Is where pain encompasses the X mark of the...

Consecutive digits and remarkably distanced gas...
Couldn't make wishes strong enough for this...

I'm seeing images in the wood-grain of the...
Images im keeping to myself...

I see the clouds in the sky before I notice it's...
I take everything as false until it is proven...

My pen fell slowly as I rose with equal pace,
To display my arrest...