Dusty Time ZoneThe shrapnel of hours he's brushed with glances, Those unsought advances, and thrown behind,fly sharp, cyclic, daunting, fragmented hands And the nearer rending bits slice to an open palm They shatterInto milliseconds, imperceptible, ungraspable You're left in the wake of days sieged and broken into minutes,On the cusp of an abyss of unholy dust of ungodly Ticks of incorrigibly corrupted tocksThere is no net for carpe diem, no curve to headJust wicked storm, waxing time blowing you further, further from those furthest blinked sunrises; Earth is flat, a timeline, and you're heels slide, slide, slideoff the Edge.
I like the fairy :3
oh and i was thinking of doing some saso fanart (cus i haven't in so long
OMG NO WAY :'D
LOL, pimp hats are amazing!!
They totally totally are. :3 pwnsome even. haha