I see it in the eyes, and bliss the sky’s bending for a kiss.
This myth’s fable, I sit down the cradle in the glowing mist.
Assist of temper, tranquility taken over my genius mentality.
Happiness decreasing, minds ceasing to exist…..and…
………………………………………..… ….emotions falling gradually.


good job, really like that part. good opener. i would post all the other parts that i like but somehow i would end up copying the hole thing lol. anyways u truely are a talented writer. really liked this piece. if ya can do me a favor and check out Tired of.... its kinda lame but i was stressed that day.

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