2013-03-06

I HAVE A PLAN

I got a plan about dreaming. I shall steal every dream away. From every memory and each particle. All of the individuals will perish. For I have eaten them by stealing their goals away. Far.
Far away.
Far far, don't be scared.

I have decided i will roam in high skies for absolutely nothing. Lifted my arms by strings pulling down. Dwelling only amongst those who are flying too. As you see it, i'll be walking tall.
Far away.
Far from all hope, away.

I am a gardener mostly ignored. All of the prices are for the quiet flowers, you see I move like a ghost. Fade me away into the prison of your heart. No other gold could name a price.
Far far far.
Far from animal brawls.