Crown the Crescent.

A Fair Demur

Missing a part in our skull

-not just one;

Anything can't never be null.

-no never;

Living a life with no will.

Only a live;

Wandering with our eyes shut.

Through the showering cloud's burst.

Covering all the true confusion.

When we can clear all the illusions.

Seeking all the aparts to live lively.

Tripping over the puddles by no surprise.

With all helpless might for the lonely arise.

Crying over the broken bounds.

Won't heal all the painful wounds.

Searching the gatekeepers all to fade out.

Flighting right into the cyclone.

Without a single feeling being shown.

Acting in a cage with green screens.

Why don't we just do the only needs.

Chasing a fortune with a predictable zilch.

Watching all oceans deluge.

Not a solo verve to the sole refuge.

Inquiring the worlds for a clue with no fuel.

How don't we even heed the only rule.

Hunting the beings of the peerless vengeance.

Why do we play with the verge of insanity?

-Why do we;

Is this the only destiny of mortality?

-Is this the only;

Why is the alternate never the infinity?

-Why isn't it;

-Rithanya S