Many a person would label us individually moronic for what we have endured.
But, Only we know our past.
What do we consider ourselves?

So, We shall form a licence alliance
And
Raise a towering reliance against the mindless and spineless
With great vehemence in hopes of regaining a compliance
For the priceless appliance once known as quietness
Before the subsidence into a riotous abyss
Where a sigh of bliss no longer exists.

When you see it, You can't help but to copy it.
When it happens, You feel the warmth and happiness.
When you cause it, You feel like you concurred the world.
When it goes away, You miss it and long for it's return.
-Her smile.

I drift away into the starlight again.
Seeking warmth in the cold shadows of the night.
Death's cold breath rolls down my neck with charming whispers of taking me home.
Holding the Devil's cold, black steel of a hand with wooden finger tips,
I look him in the eye.
He winks,
Casting a bright light
Illuminating the film of my life's risings and falls.
I bow,
He applauded.
The show has ended.
In his carriage,
He takes me home.