Voices speak in tongues and tones, deceiving. Universal ears reach out...believing. Endlessly I face the skies, invulnerable to fear and lies, dancing as the landscape dies, bitter soils that I despise.
White noise and blind riots- the future finally before us.
White lies and fear behind us- wouldn't that be something?
You can't destroy something that you helped to build belief in.
You can't destroy something beautiful and hopeful to the last breath....
Voices speak in tongues and tones, deceiving. Universal ears reach out...believing. Endlessly I face the skies, invulnerable to fear and lies, dancing as the landscape dies, bitter soils that I despise.
White noise and blind riots- the future finally before us.
White lies and fear behind us- wouldn't that be something?
You can't destroy something that you helped to build belief in.
You can't destroy something beautiful and hopeful to the last breath....
...I took was your breath.
lizzielowlife 3 months ago