He is here to offer you an eternal protection, Yet all he provides is the affection, Attraction, of a different sorts and kinds Into the air and towards the hot sun he climbs, Minds his wings all white, made from feathers, He flies in a hope that this bad storm you will weather....
I walked across the white room
And a cold hard thing fell on my toes
One of those
A permanent toothy smile - but fell from where?
It was this skull
Not as white as the room
Not as sharp, rather dull
Off-white and odd
I still had no clue of where it came
I picked it up and looked it all over
The old head, empty and eerie
The Skull Chronicles
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He is here to offer you an eternal protection, Yet all he provides is the affection, Attraction, of a different sorts and kinds Into the air and towards the hot sun he climbs, Minds his wings all white, made from feathers, He flies in a hope that this bad storm you will weather....
I walked across the white room
And a cold hard thing fell on my toes
One of those
A permanent toothy smile - but fell from where?
It was this skull
Not as white as the room
Not as sharp, rather dull
Off-white and odd
I still had no clue of where it came
I picked it up and looked it all over
The old head, empty and eerie
The Skull Chronicles