the wind came like a curious infant child
like a ferocious mad creature
in the wild
the water squirming like a toad
shouting in the shattered stones
of white gold
so they fall
a billion drops of tears
fight for the space in my sight
aganist millions stars
that would fall before my eyes
like feathers fall from high
ferocious snakes
of enourmous hatred
would crawl across the sky
a blink of day
in the middle of the night
the lion roars aloud
hunger consumes the pharao
and the guarding sphinx
comes to hunt the cloud
deep
deep
green are their eyes
deep
deep
hunger brings demise
the thunder continues and the storm
withind it's mind
calms along with the winds
own vengeance
of cold blood
split over absence
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