Lives lost. Remembered but lost. Waiting for the apocolypse. |
As I sit here. Staring at the wall, this certain disaster immanent. These walls crashing, burning, smoke stinging my lungs in their wake,The soot piercing my chest and turning my heart black and fiery...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 07:58:00 GMT |
The Need of the world to create a man takes the death of a child. |
No, Im not talking about serial killing. What I propose is simple. We have all lost who we once were. The little kid who played in the yard wishing he was a dinosaur. Now a business executive losing i...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 00:52:00 GMT |
