We stopped looking and the light faded, darkness ensued.
The mortal screamed in self-imposed agony.
Life dealt him a blow and he propagated the disease and justified his cause.
There's always an "After all" "Because of" for anyone to say.
I know all the possible reasons I lay face down in the mud yet I do not seek the solution.
It is better to point a finger "After all" it's just a stretch of ligament.
