mortality cartographer (beeooll) wrote,
mortality cartographer
beeooll

oak falling in a vacant forest

dangerous listless
reckless and wry
soul voice hoarse from the sweetness
of pressing violently against
the stagnant atmosphere

quaint beams breaking silence
as the war cry met with conviction
through it's indiscernible conception
and inaudible premature refrain
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