Poems from Saturnking
They tell you that you're free.
Well, I'll tell you that you're not.
They look into your eyes and they tell you what you're not.
You try to...
I feel your sorrow.
I sense your sadness.
I know your anger,
Your fury,
Your madness.
If this world is holographic, then the afterlife is real.
Heaven is eternal.
Hell a temporary abode.
And the life inbetween.
All completely...
She’s young and not yet wise, but not dumb at all. Her eyes show sadness of
the world she’s tasted so far. She doesn’t know who she is yet...
“Take me,” She said. So I took her away. I went inside, but not like they went inside. See, I didn’t make her
suffer when I felt her flesh...