Saturday, July 16, 2011

Wence

But i test the essence
and the rest i sent
and the best i meant
I will stumble
i lament
i am in charge
of the horse and starts
I am the one who surmises
And devours the lies
I am one who is to fear
who establishes near:
all of the line that shear
the lies of time

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