I searched the horizon For the blue diamonds that shine in your eyes The skies are weeping The sun is bleeding The night whispers your song
By Jason FIte5 years ago in Poets
Day 731 Today is two years since the first bomb was dropped. They bombed Washington, but before the first bomb fell, we had unleashed our nuclear arsenal. Their allies, our allies, everyone who had the bomb joined in.
By Jason FIte5 years ago in Fiction
