i write abstracts... theres only a few that really get them sometimes... i like people to make their own story out of it and get their own meanings.... hope you enjoy>
She stands upon an empty room, she recognizes many feelings. These are not long past notions that one can be summoned to regress into a place to be called upon. They wish for her to show the ways of simplicity. They call upon a strength of utmost power. Near be a control that fathoms the dangers and awakes the demons that lure in the depth below. An ancient time it seems for one to be so strong. A day of moons have past the sun and earth had born with the sun. No later are we the criers of the night. We seek the wisdom of the meek but we know the greatness it keeps. This mind holds a treasure, the enlightenment of love. No one can break it… it as solid as the stars. But darkness passes and heavy breath preys upon the neck. She stands there helpless, they just cannot break his path. Why nurse a being with such detrimental fate? We are not the worthy ones sudden ache fast pace. Where the sun rises and the moon collides with the horizons darkest night, it greets with a mindless intuition that it has become the liars master. With all its glory and reserve, his strength can only be powered from within. a devils sidekick passion, that only she can let in.
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