zombiekiller
Please demonstrate the mission with stealth. Do not be seen. You are the shadows brought in by the wind. Cloaked with night and death your guiding sight, the mission will not fail.
I cry in my sleep when you attack me with fangs, not sure what to do
when your making me pay. I don't think I could smile anymore anyways. I feel so fake.
as a tomboy, my personality split by indecision,
i kick leaves and wait for snow to fall on wet tongues
as a woman, as a man, as myself, himself, herself
was a dream, i found myself in, and i wanted to disappear, with a castle of sand as the ocean would make a disaster of it. what can you do but look to a future, of hope and admiration, of inspiration, of delicate decisions, and think; I am what I am. As a blank pen on the page, nothing can stop my words; not even the past.