outline class , outline fueled melody of knights in plain clothes , we sing from the rivers edge in forest disclosed ...
into endless sphinx serenading the riddles to thine's heart ear and the scarf , oh boy , have i seen a scarf
Snake tails eat themselves , it is only simple logic to be acquainted with the slivers of one's soul like light that glimmers new hope unto battle fields of dead glory
i'm not sick - define for me , if you would - sick. or disturbed , the darkness forges , like molten lava glow sticks...bio luminescence if i ever saw it.
darkness is light up is down riddles exist in only planes mist
take a ride , if you dare
all hallows eve draws near. and we draw closer to moon's full moon wonder.
written with friends at sides , and coffee shop blues....