Dream's p.o.v
Doomsday, an Easter benediction, an apocalyptic beauty. Falleluia, a coldhearted broken hallelujah. Lamentations, lovable sacrificial lambs, ever the same unappreciated blessings. My life that is on the sidelines, my life that is on the brink of extinction, say anything but goodbye. An unfathomable concept, my immeasurable heavy weight, a compassionate bleeding heart.