Unrestricted Literature

5

Oh how beautiful. The sky engulfing the small stars. Like paint on a blank canvas. Beautiful

Let us celebrate our scars. Our polygamies. Our sins. Because we act as if no one is looking down upon us. Twisting the ideas of the book that was never yours. Taking away people's confidence. Praising yourself as you know you're doing it for the good of them. Indulge in your own self pity when the man standing upon a podium is your true savior. Break the rules of rebellion. Make the people forget. Burn those as they will suffer in hell. And we all remain innocent.