this is the path of the righteous
climb the tower
enable the power
pave the way
hours disintegrate into days
feel the pulse
it crys as the penguins die
remember the stifle
reduce the Eiffel
singing makes me dead
it plays out the match in my head
remember to go to bed
or let the tumors build
they filled,
remember what they said
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
Dimensional Calligraphy
1 comment:
I like the sound of your words, but I find the blue on black hard to read, I would like to read more.
Purely intuitively it looks like your brain works a bit like mine. mind you I've only read the tower.
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