- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Posted by: SiNisteR KnighT
Posted by: ShadowF0X
Posted by: Recon Number 54
no , no no......
real, poetry.
about death and futility.... you know... aahhhhhhhrt.
(some accents are impossible to type out)
Flashback
Words
Flowing like the rivers
Blowing like the wind
Changing colour... seasons
Attempt to capture
It vanishes
Sliping through fingers
Never to be found again
Gone, lost
Septagon
*beat nicks snap fingers*
*snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *breaks finger* Crap.
*the sound of breaking fingers fills the club*
Uhhh... HE did it.. >.>
*runs*