Challenge accepted but left alone in it’s death.
Have you ever wondered where we travel once we leave? Is it a long road or a long tree…do you heave?
Do the clouds remain the same or do the names change with age?
Theres no one here if you don’t belong so how about a song to fill your ears?
The emptiness of emotions compel the weak mind to contribute what isn’t available.
So what happens when we leave?
Do you know?
I guess time will tell after one or two bullet holes.
exploding rock™ 