Анкетные данные
Имя: Рискбрейкер
Пол: Мужской
Домашняя страница: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lgv3uNWw7Kk
Девиз: В мире нет равенства и справедливости... Но я работаю над этим.
Увлечения / хобби:
Лаба - 02.02.26 - 02.08.26
Гыгыбря - 25.08.27
Взял у Дуби - 120к
Snow falls like ash on silent stone.
The wind knows my trails… and nothing else.
I am the last. The very last.
I walk through ruins veiled in white,
Frozen echoes of fading light.
Cities sleep beneath the frost,
Graves of all the years we lost.
No voice remains, no bird, no flame,
Just empty roads and broken names.
I talk to ghosts in dreams I keep,
Then wake alone, too cold to weep.
I am the last light of man,
A flicker where the world began.
The fires died, the oceans froze—
Now time just drifts where no one goes.
And every breath becomes a prayer,
To skies that never answer… air.
Once we laughed, we built, we flew,
Touched the stars, and split the truth.
But progress sang in selfish tones,
And left me here, among the bones.
I light a fire for no one’s gaze,
Carve calendars in empty days.
A radio hums with static sighs,
Like ghosts who forgot how to die.
“Is anyone there?”
“Does anyone see?”
“Was I meant to be the end… of me?”
I found a photo in the ice,
A mother’s smile, a child’s eyes.
It cracked beneath my shaking hand—
Too fragile for a godless land.
I dream of voices every night,
But none are real. Just stolen light.
And when I wake, the world is still,
A canvas blank… against my will.
I am the last light of man…
A candle clutched in dying hand.
The sun won’t rise, it fears the truth—
That I remain… and all else moved.
Let frost consume what we became—
We built a world, then fed it flame.
If death shall come, let it be slow,
Let snow erase the paths I know.
No need for gods, no final plea,
Just silence vast enough for me.
I was the last light of man…
Now let me fade, as all things can.
The stars don’t mourn, they never knew
But I remember… all of you.
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