Nov 03, 2005 23:31
a few seconds pass as i fall in to the cool down after my warp from god knows where...
strait into the predators mouth, i pray from a second life or whatever has come to pass
viewing what i have at hand, i dont know what to do...
my blue... my cystalin' suroundings...
a drop of water lands on my shoulder
from the pain of it, my sonic yelp crumbles the worlds around me
on my knees now, my hands dip into the pool of distruction i have created...
'what have i done?'
'ohhhhh god, no...'
as i pull critical life from my pond, i see now that i have a job at hand
'i must save this being...'
beauty can be found anywhere...
how did i find this place?
i begin to breath heavy...
an' i follow the path i am creating...
for that the stream from my breath will only hold me for soo long
lookin down on it, i must save this 'blessing'
for it found life in the coldest place unknown...
'a tree from ice' ill call it... and i will make it a home
now *looks around* if i could only get another warp...
its starting to get warm...