Thursday, July 2, 2009
Complications, the poison of plan.
Time, the essence of success.
Charisma, the thief of happiness.
Pure Goodness, a sign of weakness.
The devil himself, power in sight.
Thou shalt not want..
But thee shalt not tempt..
The prowress of the enemy lies cloaked in darkness.
Hidden, waiting to pounce.
Guardian stripped of power,
lies helpless, as the rabbit hurls into the dark.
carved upon my life at 12:08:00 AM