Random thoughts (prose in a poetic style)
1)When i look to the sky i see
A rainbow so tinted by crimson
It begins to glow brighter and brighter
Till i can see no more...
2)Faint recollection of the visceral pain
My blood s****s;
I turn around to meet his scythe
A glimmer in the moonlit night
3)Gateway to the void
Door to the known unknown
Window through which when i see
I see tortured souls
Not unlike me
"While the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth."
robotpajamas: since Im going to be giving the CAT this year
d_ist_urb_ed: To whom?
robotpajamas: f*ck you