1131.

A world held slave to
a forever ticking clock.
Winding down each life.

1130.

Found in a billion
souls needing celebration.
Screaming, remember.

1129.

The union of love
and sorrow flung out toward
the heavens. Save us.

1128.

Today is hallows,
horror, and hanging. So be
careful boys and girls.

1127.

An eliciting
of the craven, that is then
vilified. Awkward.

1126.

What is it about
humans that celebrates while
subjugates together?

1125.

A slight romantic
idealism dressed on the
remnants of horror.