Dec 2014

By Arcassin Burnham




Both grew tired,
It wasn't non of your overshadowing,
And I could taste the fire,
Of heavy lies,
I didnt really ever imagine,
Spending a day without you guys,
But your ignorance disgusted me so much,
I had to design,
A way,
That I could get away from you,
I sacrificed,
My soul,
Isn't it golden.

I thought you were my friend , but you just like everyone else ...