Smoke filled the night air, crisp and clear
None of them noticed evil was near...
The Mystic's soul so surely blessed
Bravely faced a final quest...
Cackles fill the hallway,
Laughter coming from the walls...
When Hurricanes and Sand Storms Invade the Skies
and over masses of corpses linger hordes of Flies...
Blackened sun in empty night
Cast prism moons through broken eyes...
The Angel and Mystic
With poems and notes...
Holding in the tears,
As I stare into my porcelain sanctuary...
My scars scream
with a hidden dream...
Sweeping through the jungle
pushing passed the trees...
Spiderman
By Mark Spencer...
Drifting between worlds
A place far from time...
*It's sort of long... please read it though. This...
In a world so far away...