И рушится все вокруг, и флаги твои в огне.
Your words
are your weapons,
but mine
are only
broken
swords,
which I have
picked up
after the battle
and been looking at,
speculatively
thinking about
how hard
they must
have been swung
to shatter so.

@темы: загон на загоне и загоном загоняет, let's put a smile on that face..., это же ДУША, все тлен