Climbing cobwebs,
Thought spider woven cataracts writing black eight digit eyes white tumour blind despite pondering riddles over sleepy clan hollow destined manifestations of an arrow to the heart notched depression of a foreshadowed incursion of ill harboured dread forever yet naught of illicit controlled fate debt.
In earnest anticipation of,
Friday, January 24, 2014
Hive Mind XxxX VI
Posted by The Villain at 12:00 AM
Labels: #Awareness , #Nofilter #SpokenWordisLife #HiveMinded , #poetry , #Realization , #Spokenword
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