It's not clear how happened
Something here's going wrong
There are signs laid everywhere
Not the point of a scorn
Uncompleted creature's here
I don't know what its name
dunno even like what looking
But this one is brained shame
On my left the daemon's grinning
On the back is trail's clack
Are strange clouds over bleeding?
Not the water filled stack
Concentration of weird being
Overflowed my mind
Fear melted both feet nay
Wait for going on behind
Where the path is to escape it?
How do I find a Holt?
Hear the voice or faded echo
And the sulfur smelled hot.
I'm surrounded with scare
At the moment I did
All the fantasies to care
And construct them all to fit
The Incomprehensive
© Copyright: Гарри Веда, 2013
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