ninjapanda

Moth dust, wasp wings;
off the cusp alchemy.
A controversial lost love
washed away the finer things.
I can see in the dark,
I once told a friend.
He told me that once
he thought he could see the dead.

Two children and a raven were building blocks inside a playpen
make believing they were leaving their wretched world for someplace ancient.
When it came to utilizing their makeshift lazerbeam they were patient
and took a flame to kerosene to draw the moths into the basement!

Good and Evil:
Two between each other came
Each giving the other name.
Simultaneously hate
and truly love the others fate <3

Passionately curious and constantly learning!