The Epitome of Existence
A maiden glimmering in an aura of justified bereavement. Shadows lurking amidst
the epitome of existence, a crystalline signet. Is this a search for dreams or death?
This eternally overt void leaves traces, a scar left unseen. Blades dance in a
plethora of pain that envelops cognizance as sanity applauds
Copyright © Lucas Williams | Year Posted 2011
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