Wake the Brigand

And when all is finally said and done Look back at the path you walked along Remember the places you dragged your feet From exhaustion or allowing yourself grace to be lazy On either side, you built the canyon walls Here and there, some sections were forced to fall From your echoed screaming tongue The... Continue Reading →

Stronger Than You Know

Looking up to see the walls of my heart Crumbling and scarred Carelessly marred At least I'm down here and not in my mind Dark and confined Practical time I swear I'm okay... at least I will be Too dark to see But I'm optimystique Some day, I hope it'll flood or cave in Leveled again... Continue Reading →

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