Sep 2014
We sew the seeds
That are the
Flowers
of
Death,
The fruits will fall and
Everywhere
Will
Burn,
Till ashes blow in the empty
Halls
Once
Called
**Life..
That are the
Flowers
of
Death,
The fruits will fall and
Everywhere
Will
Burn,
Till ashes blow in the empty
Halls
Once
Called
**Life..
Inspired by Aashi`s poem Destruct & destroy
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/835925/destruct-and-destroy/
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/835925/destruct-and-destroy/
