flash backs.


she found something to cry about, something made her smile - but all this while, just a blur caught in space - just a moment of clarity for a single passing soul - and then death will come sweep her into her next roll...this magic is slipping through a cloth of survival - if only we could all get our fix - see through to the other side - to the reality we're living - that is truly a lie - but who will be my alibi...

1 comment:

  1. you know what? I also has those 2 toys as a child.