His beauty reigned
just as the crow...
Dear earthling,
I write in words to communicate...
I
Retrieve the metal...
Darkness brews an
evil that lurks within...
At night I dream of suns so bright
Of flowers wilting up with fright...
His touch electrocutes the air
circling me, his hands are vultures...
Captain's Log July 5th, 2517
21:47...
Dressed in many forms
sneaks to rope another breath...
I think I’m okay, or perhaps, I am more than...
Who knows...
Our agendas were written by two different hands,
in two different languages...
We are the Star Wars Society,
We're full of variety...
To see the world as if it were a rose
that sprouts and blossoms from the hand of God...