24 May 2012
Don't you ever wish you could fly, Know how it feels to soar through the sky. To sleep in soft white wondering clouds, A peaceful place where it never crowds. Because I defiantly know I do, As I've always wanted to. If I get the chance to finally fly, I will grab it before I die.
It is coming, it is here, Feeding on my pain and fear. It's too fast and it's too near, And it's not like it's just mere.
Opuss № I