sasori18fan

the garden abandoned in the garden battle's armour into final war death or life? there to drip drop upon the cold and immovable stones in the hour of shadows the light and the darkness stood still a duo-choice one tortured will new lights of the dawning were seen by those tear-filled eyes so sadly wise angels appear giving growth clothed with relieving sighs they realize . . . in white . . . 'I' a man alone without will be beaten spit upon and broken apart for the crops I had come to nourish so now they're here not to be near escaping in embracement lie by me and mourn in this garden all has died