Wednesday 25 February 2015

Make his own way!

He swung open the door
And there was nothing
The bodies of nothingness
Were lying on the floor

He rushed inside
Careful of the bodies
He had to protect what's not there
What his bare eye can't see

He never craved for more
Stood at the door
To protect the vaccum
Didn't care what the world assumed

He might float amongst them one day
To be protected by someone like him
Or he'll just fly far far away
Beyond the chaos, make his own way!

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