It comes slowly, making it’s
Way toward you, a look of
Hunger could be seen In its eyes…
This feeling grows inside you, this feeling like an eternal flame. Something that makes you want to wake up in the morning, but one that wont let you sleep.
People hunting for fish with arrows aim parallel with the water so that if they miss the fish they are aiming at they may hit another by chance.
Ideas ( Society/ Organization ) | December 31, 2001 |