amelia - writer-spirit...

...like we are...

Who knows whether ruddy absurd?


lost the flame burning until now
Do not pass
red redemption painfully deceptive shadows admire
sun cry like mad
sick like a cloud, they lose their house
yet how long the fall greedily at the heart spit eagle?
ephemeral ghosts flee yet
flame lies
tear in the black wound madness fights rejected rose
he has broken the iron wolf suns ...
Your suffering in the storm Satan
remember the death of the crimes of slaughter
grim reality of the sky burns
vanishing dreams sees memory
how long between the carnage and our reality is the penalty of lethal void?
his child has uncertain