No Limits
Walking in a field of dreams of hope and optimism, walking between the realities of lies and what is reason. Do they know the penalties of their useless lust, do they think about the end when their bones turn into dust. What is the point of life when you have no limits, no boundaries and everything is acceptable, normal. Were we really just put on earth to do whatever we please, to wreak havoc, destroy lives, shoot, kill, maim and begrudge without thinking that on our accounts one day we will be... Sign in to see full entry.