To see is to witness
The glory of
broken dreams
Break into a true
Sense of reality
Crushed by the weight
Of dried ink
On red hot paper
Folded into an airplane
Floating far on
Winds of change
Our life is time
And time flows
Slowly at first
Only to rapidly
Accelerate
Redefine ourselves
By the mirrors reflection
Cracks and scars develop
As we apply our
Ritual attraction
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 3:31 PM UTC
To see is to witness
The glory of
broken dreams
Break into a true
Sense of reality
Crushed by the weight
Of dried ink
On red hot paper
Folded into an airplane
Floating far on
Winds of change
Our life is time
And time flows
Slowly at first
Only to rapidly
Accelerate
Redefine ourselves
By the mirrors reflection
Cracks and scars develop
As we apply our
Ritual attraction
