poemranker ::Replying

ReplyTo a comment on The Rift by Bachus.

<{Baba^Yaga}>18 Mar 2003

My brother i send you out with love and forgive you for your hatred of yourself. You have done the imposible and walked away, let's go write an album for ten months you've poemranked yourself to death. stand proud you wrote your mind without lying to yourself. god has always loved you, why have you forsaken him? You are worth it. Let go, Sleep my brother, for our mother is lost but we are found! the darkness approaching we should help these men brave. Focus your energy and smite the ignorant with their own tail chasing. now is the time to concentrate. tomorrow, you will awaken, anew.