An Ant Bit me...
I Bit it back...
to death.
Inflation is temporary.
But you're home now...
I find it rather unfair...
A Question before you go.
Do you dream?
when you spend a lifetime awake.
enslaving yourself for a Queen that knows no one.
But you serve her nevertheless.
Death, for you my friend, must be a beautiful rest.
Maybe you envy me.
A bite to make it seem fair.
A Dreamer killing a dreamless.
Vengeance seems unjust.
A weight to equal us all,
A sight between two walls of evergreen that no one dared to go over.
Feb 12, 2012
Feb 12, 2012 at 12:21 PM UTC
An Ant Bit me...
I Bit it back...
to death.
Inflation is temporary.
But you're home now...
I find it rather unfair...
A Question before you go.
Do you dream?
when you spend a lifetime awake.
enslaving yourself for a Queen that knows no one.
But you serve her nevertheless.
Death, for you my friend, must be a beautiful rest.
Maybe you envy me.
A bite to make it seem fair.
A Dreamer killing a dreamless.
Vengeance seems unjust.
A weight to equal us all,
A sight between two walls of evergreen that no one dared to go over.
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