Will not
If crossed
The path
That holds
The way
Blankly
Diminished
From thought
To sight
To nothing
Beyond
This
Life lived
We
Fell between
The loosened
Cracks
Your destiny
To
Die
To
Breed
From
Eggs
To
Corpses
With
Numbers
Letters
Brought
You
To
Look
With
A
Emotionless
Stare
To
The
Stars
With
Falling
Wishes
and
Rampant
Dreams