#smallpoems What happens when the brightest star dims that which is within? Knowing your beacon opens floods The sharp one, a trianlge dividing the tw
#smallpoems What happens when the brightest star dims that which is within? Knowing your beacon opens floods The sharp one, a trianlge dividing the two into broken threes of past memories Even Pulpin growls warnings of warrior, nimrod, king the same?
Greg McVerry