timetheory

When the rebels cut contact from the union strength So did autumn undergo its insurrection to summer And every last vibration from their deep fall Was bounded upon the poets of the cold. And every hope of the season turned to bleak And every thought acquired was registered unto energy For making icicles that froze time and not water And the harmony built among the ocean shore crashed Upon the sand with a siren's song of frost And not did the leaves and mercury turn bitter but the minds of so many troubled souls As summer sweltered and hindered the onset Of the depression due north When the snow arrived At the footsteps of my you

He checked the weather every day to see the hurricane arise from the east and strike him, She took an hour or two of her lifetime worrying about the rain and her hair, He said he liked to forecast the weather, she was better off stumbling One foot after another, The recollective sunset charging above the hills reminds us of when they used to be The charming smiles preserved through the mirror on the wall, And the screaming that we knew, " You can not solve anything, you are just a little of that penicillin on the highway" She said they had grown too old for being so young, and he said to her that she was just as beautiful as they day h

In the land where the sky seems higher, Where cool greys overlap icy blues, you'll find your heart frozen in the desolate air the aroma of vastness, the breath you inhale so deep, the land of stricken sorrow, that's been bound to you forever, your veins run with regret you keep, you never can grow hungry because love is not food, and you can never be thirsty because water does not quench dry depression of your throat, Soft green burrows at the lifeless pit, but what is green among the black and whites? It can't soothe you like the days when bleeding sunsets drip into your empty stomach, empty heart, filling you up with false hope