The Specter Knife
red forgotten skies of a never known time are parted by a single soul that rises above the rest reality couldn't of been more wrong as the drowned weep for their pittful souls that single souls sang a song long worth listening for that found a way to break through the barrier and stall the secret of hapiness but little did that lone tiger know that nothing could stop the breaking apart of the world untill the specters formed- with dead hollow eyes shining like dead stars in black and white lies and fell flat as winds tore through the barrier of reality and fantasy dreamy eyes forever await to wake and see real sights as a bloddied hand of- a million spectors once again slash the sky with the blade of a dreamless nightI dunno what happened- it kinda went down the tubes Written December 23rd, 2001 © on Dec 23 2001 01:29 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"red forgotten skies..."