craps .

Sunday, March 6, 2011

biatch .

like the burning flame
that burns down everything
like the black mist
that blinds a vision
like the grass
that hides the ground

there they are
floating so high above

as harmless as it may seem
may the curse forgive and let them be.

+ tapaKasut +

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