this tornado was made of light..
it was breaking apart all the darkness.. in this shaded world
with orange skies, tornadoes of light color the black and orange
and bring forth shine..
but light is not always a sign of goodness and hope..
this dark world would seeing the end of itself..
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
this tornado was made of light..
it was breaking apart all the darkness.. in this shaded world
with orange skies, tornadoes of light color the black and orange
and bring forth shine..
but light is not always a sign of goodness and hope..
this dark world would seeing the end of itself..
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