• hmg101p 22w

    Whisper me, whisper you. Scream the horrors of the truth...

    I'm stranded on fire in the dark. For ages, I've been trying to kill the clock. Pockets full of hell, and desperation. Burning sands without hesitation. A weeping moon, making alien promise. At the funeral of this now empty goddess. Blood wars on the hands of time; ten billion years won't forget the why. This devilry of passion and sin. In a handful of shifting dreams, starting again. A lethal dose of old words clog my veins. Upon my cheek, the sentiments stains. Oh, I'm in love with the flaming years; the walking phantom of timeless tears...
    -HMG