sins of the virtuous and the lies of the truthful
all things come to the last of the departing for those that have gone before have fallen and left all behind for the rest
where there is trouble there is nothing but fortunes promise
and every restless pilgrim becomes the last of the chosen and the first to sacrifice everything for a promise never given
the sky falls but none are there to catch it
and history winds its way back to where it starts
unliving the dreams of every soul ever conceived
and left ragged for the scavengers of time
the plenty is given to those who have no desires
and all is awaiting those that never come.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
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