Time Stands Still

Lengthy rolling clause... The dawns- acre's of clouds rotating the days on! I'm in bins, crushing scores as they collide- romanticize these additions to the outer rims... Our planets, the sea's- remaining culture's to be released. I'm the pigment that can never show it's real live- it's monicor...made up life. I was away for a day, came home to the thunderous rize... Caught on well 'they said'- but I stray diminutive, command a rhye. Bow song, and imagined steady long, the shore's attract nothing, I sleep like I'm totally gone! Reapers deny thy finds- I eat them in song. If it's never to light...I create pace of ...