Sta.sh
slate is clean
whiped from slumber
i am a new
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up above i look down from my roostup above by ~Luor
once so bright
now the pilots lights burn me out
i struggle to fight
against the oppresivness
that is the drowning of the ground
and those down there that don't pay me any
cause its like i'm falling
thrugh the deep end of the pool
where no one returns
my light falling and dying
though i'm still alive
diminished
going down
to the end of my light
so that they may see me once again
those pilots drown me
those drivers drown me
why do you ask do i stay?
so that one day i may be seen once again
in the light
just as brighht
into oblivion you are the fathominto oblivion by ~Luor
in a chasm
which i surely cannot imagine
as i soak my ankles
while i watch the cataclysmic lights of chaos and destruction
as my body slips into oblivion
the lights welcome me
as the darkness envelopes me
i fall slowly like the feathers of a bird
only going faster just to get to your word
when once i get to the fathom
i shall join you
and asking for you permission
we shall dance in the darkness
as the lights clash above us
showing me beauty, utter beauty
Wherever this goes pt. 1 Cats and dogs fell down from the sky in a heap of unseen dangers. Patrick's windshield covered with clear obstructing spheres, the wipers working at full speed and seeming to just go at low. Headed home from his last mission, even this weather couldn't keep him under, neither did the speed limit.Wherever this goes pt. 1 by ~Luor
(now let me cut in as the narrator, this for one is not my story, but it is how he wanted it to be told. Ending then beginning then middle then the full ending again.)
No other cars were on the road, it was high beams, and a smile for good old Patrick. If he could see the country side he would say it was beautiful, but he couldn't and as a matter o
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