to where my mind flies
when it cries for ease..
to where my heart lies
when it pumped enough..
to what the ear listens
when the sound hurts..
in the scream of silence of mine..
sit an angel of the white
its wings shattered..
finger webs of spider webs
a forgotten of the skies..
to it i soar..
for it i roar..
simplified reason of what i live for..
-as written by jehpath uranof-
when it cries for ease..
to where my heart lies
when it pumped enough..
to what the ear listens
when the sound hurts..
in the scream of silence of mine..
sit an angel of the white
its wings shattered..
finger webs of spider webs
a forgotten of the skies..
to it i soar..
for it i roar..
simplified reason of what i live for..
-as written by jehpath uranof-
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