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Slow Fearful Contrast
Blazing eyes hot with slow fearful contrast fired together, coloring a vivid sonic boom.
Blinding all with fired pistols quivering through many of the mighty dead.
The light in my eyes was the only movement that could be seen.
While a lone bro cry of "HAZAH!" was desirously pining over a share of the glory in this galvanic conquest.
That was the signal-NOW WAS THE TIME!
Victory was in sight drawing near and aggressively holding on tight.
I assure you of this, we really are the prey,
playing this cat and mouse game we were never supposed to win.
This evil creature of trickery let us destroy him-so who is the real hero?
Blinding all with fired pistols quivering through many of the mighty dead.
The light in my eyes was the only movement that could be seen.
While a lone bro cry of "HAZAH!" was desirously pining over a share of the glory in this galvanic conquest.
That was the signal-NOW WAS THE TIME!
Victory was in sight drawing near and aggressively holding on tight.
I assure you of this, we really are the prey,
playing this cat and mouse game we were never supposed to win.
This evil creature of trickery let us destroy him-so who is the real hero?
Published 21st Jul 2016
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21st Jul 2016 1:20pm
Has an ominous, mysterious tone to it. Not sure what the frame of reference is BUT I got my own ideas lol
22nd Jul 2016 9:50am
Yes this was a mixture of things but mainly my internal musings of creating metaphors for my life inside my head. It can get completely unrelated.
