Friday, September 14, 2012

Revolting


We'd crash and burn,
Like angels did in Revelation,
God forbid our star would shine,
Our fate turned.

Gazes, gazes, gazes,
To me to you.
Ne'er did they met the eye,
Appalling, atrocious, unpleasant.

Wonder thereof,
The problem within.
Is it me is it you?
Is it them.

Chitter chatter
Splitter splatter


Tick tock

Tick tock

Tick tock

Tick tock

Tick tock


Goodbye, farewell,
Sayonara, do not dwell.
Merciless
Forgetful

Whisk a-whash

Away we go.


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