...as the sun rose above changed landscape
from life to death, from light to dark, from dusk to dawn...
he was a puppet on thinly ropes...
sad and lonely with his manipulative master...
freedom was his dream...
all that he wanted...
freedom and peace to his soul...
to love and be loved...
but his loyalty revaged him piece by piece...
emotion by emotion...
he became a puppet in arms of a selfish and cruel monster...
till one day thinly ropes shattered...
and his freedom became his death...
from life to death, from light to dark, from dusk to dawn...
Post je objavljen 20.08.2007. u 13:29 sati.