Is it wrong to want some peace?
Eternal nagging...
As I gently wash him down, rinsing off the sins of...
decaying memories buried inside his mind...
Blood red messenger
Come to the war horn's call...
Triangular sunflowers littering those various...
linking morning to night again tonight...
Out of my control
but still haunts me...
He lurks around the corner
with his creaking, aching frame...
The bright summer glow,
lost again to a hectic haze...
O, Amazon Queen,
such beauty you hold...
Templates of a soul
are scattered among the...
Corridor's of light
flickered...
Ha! Boy, you see!
it's a reflection. It's a contemplation...
What inferno is this
that Dante's eyes transfix within my soul...