The wind speaks,
Whispering thoughts of corruption,
Of what is yet to come.
A mere whisper,
A slight warning,
That few will ever hear.
Then its too late,
The storm erupts,
A curtain of all corrupt.
The warning disregarded,
Not one realizes,
Nor acknowledges its existance.
Once again it strikes,
Its venom unnoticed,
Destroying the world.
Another peice of humanity lost,
Drawn into the puzzle of life,
Proving ignorance truly costs.














Devious Comments
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"Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is."
Reviews? Comments? Something? ;_;
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"Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is."
Reviews? Comments? Something? ;_;
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"Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is."
Reviews? Comments? Something? ;_;
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"We'll help you perform this miracle
But you must set your past free
You dug this hole, but you can't bury your soul Open your mind and you will see"
-"The Glass Prison" by Dream Theather
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"We'll help you perform this miracle
But you must set your past free
You dug this hole, but you can't bury your soul Open your mind and you will see"
-"The Glass Prison" by Dream Theather
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