99‎Friday, ‎October ‎10, ‎2014

Blink of an eye, a door shuts and shouts you’re late
A window did saw a colorful ray
Now its tangled between white and gray
He waited a withered rose to bloom in darkest place
Now he confess to clarify an unknown
With closed mind; open gates
For certain they did blush for beautiful grace
But sometimes they’ve confirmed they are all dead
Mostly on the plot, rarely in the space
Killed always or for the escape, teleport case
It is said, he slept with murderous touch, insane


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