RetrospectTime is split into a million pieces Seamlessly joined by the passing of our lives We try to circumvent...Retrospect
To breach the past...
Only to find that it has slipped away...
Slipped far away into the ever flowing abyss...
Of the River of Memories
To try and recover what has long been lost... Will only pull us under... and drown us....
In...
Regrets...
Shame...
Our only recourse is to pass on into tomorrow... Living in the ever changing trickle of our today............
Solomon Lopez
0625200
DustyThe Valiant SoulHalf the moon and the valiant soul With his javelin of thunder and his hammer of pain He rides the streets of the ancient ones In his chariot of steel…The Valiant Soul
To search out the evil one in his place of darkness Where he lies in wait to scheme the demise of the
Battle torn few
“Upward and onward!!!” they cry, “Upward and onward!!!” “To the Heights to view the scene.” The night is awake as the city sleeps cradled in slumber The only sounds are the screeches of lost souls hidden In tombs of silence….
The eerie glow of the iridescent moon lights the paths of o
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