herb.
Its destiny
All of our problems melt away into an atmosphere of dust
Twisted inside of each of our others
Life as we know it, dissapearing into the windy plains of creation
Talk about your losses
whisper of your souls.
Nothing ends the same way it begins
Cruel intentions of the infiniti
Enjoy what you will never understand is.
i plead my fifth at all cost
You could never understand your own universe either.