Pathetic
The drums of defeat sore the sky, as crows and vultures descend to feast on the deaceased.
Through deafeat, was caused by one man, and one man alone....was at war, with the world.
As the bright morning star rises, he arrived at camp. He was no inmate, but treated like one, he was. It has been months since he'd seen the face of an angel. And this morning, he will finally be able to look upon the face of one. As the sound of drums sound of the time for assembly, his heart trembles, shakes, twists and stirs as he awaits for his angel. Announcements were made to signify where tribes should assemble, but all he could hear, was the drumming of anticipation....
There....an angel stood, along side a carnation. Talking, communicating through common languages. But he just stoned, unable to move. Zombified, he finally turned away. Tears flowing like great ice-caps melting. As he couldnt bare to see a glorious jewel, so beutifull and subtle, be sold to someone else......
Through deafeat, was caused by one man, and one man alone....was at war, with the world.
As the bright morning star rises, he arrived at camp. He was no inmate, but treated like one, he was. It has been months since he'd seen the face of an angel. And this morning, he will finally be able to look upon the face of one. As the sound of drums sound of the time for assembly, his heart trembles, shakes, twists and stirs as he awaits for his angel. Announcements were made to signify where tribes should assemble, but all he could hear, was the drumming of anticipation....
There....an angel stood, along side a carnation. Talking, communicating through common languages. But he just stoned, unable to move. Zombified, he finally turned away. Tears flowing like great ice-caps melting. As he couldnt bare to see a glorious jewel, so beutifull and subtle, be sold to someone else......
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