I am the road to awe,not death.
Awe is too far away for death to reach,though they both had the same beginnings.
The road is just a road,and scuffs the burnt souls of your feet,bruises your lips,clouds your eyes,and cocoons your heart.
But I still walk the road to awe,and death smoothly hushes behind.
"Dare i disturb the Universe?" - T.S Eliot. From Here to There, perhaps into Nowhere. My words sunk inside the ink bottle of my world.
1 comment:
Your thoughts are pretty disturbing o moonskulled feline person. Its nice to note that you have the audacity to call me twisted. Great post though, relatively easy to relate to and haunting enough to delay excretion tendencies for half and hour.
My eyes have seen you.
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