Written by tornSeptember 26, 2016September 26, 2016 Untitled On Sandy slopes With looks much beguiling That’s where we hinged our hopes Albeit with much joy and preening It’s however the times of the damned The ones who will live to tell The filth in the sand their souls have crammed Don’t you pity lower humans who know hell Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.