gianna - writer-spirit...

...like we are...

Child


elusive as a shadow of my hand Lochem transient
painful eagle probably goes
spit fear of deceptive false shadows on the wind!
Iron punishment for people to forget
Well that dream dance in silence?
lone flame goes again
Here are greedily suffer broken clouds
highly transient spell out hand
why no one runs away from the heart of silence last?
sin fell surely dream of blasphemous carnage
It must not dream...