As Acid Burns the Throat.I have seen you fight the wolf. I have seen your will win over a beast with wild eyes. As burning sulfur glows around its pupils the earth spins upon yours. A throne touched by you, worn to your shape, may never be touched by the vague grey beast. His, her lines and boundaries blurred by the perception of its prey. The starving follow the wolf in rabbits fur. The wolf follows the end. Crystals of direction make well for arrows tipped to wound a force, a figure that cannot die with out each beautiful face first. Knowledge is a dangerous thing. I will hold the bow, tell you as clear eyes see, with the arrow you have wished for, palms to the skyAs Acid Burns the Throat.
Welcome backStranger oh stranger we are back home here death is nothing but bones hide in your closet craft the reaped into weapons stab at the sky in hope of hitting whats holding you down set your spear on fire throw it to the hanged man let him reach for his own dirt filled sky to others you are the inverted tooth on tooth ear to earWelcome back
Stranger oh stranger my bones are cold we have not just met its been years that tree we named vision is tall and breaking the roads the attention you payed me brought the earth back to home beasts in malediction fangs piercing lips our vision l
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