By Arcassin Burnham
Fire to burn,
Til tomorrow,
Red skies,
Not a representation of evils into the universe,
For your fellow human beings,
Insane increasingly industrial cyber bullys,
But could never stop growing pains,
Don't you ever let another human being,
Drive you off the edge,
To destruction,
Instead be reborn into a higher commune,
Think about the future,
Or love in that order,
But never forget your love ones,
As they have been deceased,,
Calling on dawn to let them see you again,
It says they all miss you..
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 8:29 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Fire to burn,
Til tomorrow,
Red skies,
Not a representation of evils into the universe,
For your fellow human beings,
Insane increasingly industrial cyber bullys,
But could never stop growing pains,
Don't you ever let another human being,
Drive you off the edge,
To destruction,
Instead be reborn into a higher commune,
Think about the future,
Or love in that order,
But never forget your love ones,
As they have been deceased,,
Calling on dawn to let them see you again,
It says they all miss you..
R.I.p
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