member of the sick days fan club, its suffice to say that i found no picture for today, you angel with crippled wing that brought the wind inside my head, erasing all the paths that i had known just before the lights went off. I cannot seem to see the fire thats burning right before my eyes, I may have mistaken the penguin for a fly. you nameless and flightless bird i cannot give you record in my calendar of life, since the image's missing from before my eyes. a river glows and as the golden dragon falls from grace, just like a magic territory missing from its rightful place.

Tales from Dreams

Part1:
5 seconds for a mistake, cost not affordable, unforgiven and still paying, a price I overlooked for a moment of true self, 5 seconds of hidden thoughts that refused to stay that way, let out by not thinking, action and reaction, sometimes reaction sets a tide of unwanted motions, too much I say, too much to pay, a fault of self and a gain of knowledge.