DeviKal

As I look onward from a pale, charming azure The riddled stars with the arming answer Spectacularly drawn by the gathering of the group Mesmerized so freely in the wake of a scoop. A fleeting memory escaping in the dream dance Swarms swell in the soldering stance Oh, how beckoning it was to meet thee Yet a grasping mark to place the key Exasperate as I were, a glow shun the pale dark sky, A glow ever so subtle as an awkward dim sigh A harsh solid tone to take the cake Yet the voice in my heart aches This pale night sky giving to give A squandering lake so inactive Your troubled expression here stresses the flatline And then…

The night strung high On one’s empty vibe So let it be, quiet and clear, To perceive another dead career? We reached heights and so it was, But the feeling never paused A fleeting emotion in a caressed place Ridiculed and thrown by disgrace. There was a final thing to say Or I could’ve just decayed Slowly risen from support And yet, lingering athwart Round and round like a merry-go-round As I pondered about, freely aloud What business trickles humanly still? Perhaps my mind lingered still? Brushing a tide over and over It sounds like another makeover Gazing the nightly ocean with the moon Whilst chasing the flight of ideas Pl

One could instantly hate the feeling by now. The feeling of arbitrary isolation, spurred within the depths of reality and fantasy, wonders alike as it were. The feeling of abandonment. One person could immediately distinguish the path of death immediately.... But this seemed different. That moment in time when your life entirely depends on one person. What's to come of that? Was there a catch? Had there been flaws within these string of events for a purpose? Abandonment was one thing, however. Patience was the other. It seemed so sudden, and now it seems there is no hope for anything anymore. To save someone requires dependence. The proce

Confronting him wouldn't be that hard... right? I mean, he's just a casual 8 year old mechanic... One I've met a while ago. Regardless, his enthusiasm toward me has caused a strong friendship between us. It seemed quite hard to think about, but oddly enough, it was hastily building up, and pretty fast, too. The kid has a lot of enthusiasm, and of course I'm gonna accept that! I mean, he's always there for me (regardless of showing off his mechanism skills). Nevertheless, he always talked to me about building a small lab here and researching stuff, explaining complicated science, which to me was absolute gibberish. That's always what he like

The lurid clashing of the waves on the rocks and shores wasn't anything ominous at all, really. It was loud, but it always had that peace in it... that concord. That feel when you know there's nothing to worry about. The silence drooping over the island was obvious, however. Despite the serene atmosphere, there was always this lurking silence. Like something was missing. Even in that moment, Miles always wondered why he liked Sonic so much... as an idol, of course. Even when they accidentally met on that island, with their villain's compromise of emerald fields and animals, to chemical plants and badniks. It wouldn't have been possible to