This is just a storage of the raw

The mind is constantly changing.

Saturday, 21 March 2009

For I Confess the Ocean to Dislocate Vindiction

On the other side, on the lighter side
You're only blown in a memory
that I will fail to disjoint from the heartless
tortured abdomen of the denied lifeline
I received from the dying sun
the burden remains to rest on me
I fear my mind drown in black blood
the formula does not work that I sense
limit to this winding worth
pensively trying to ridicule loathing
wayward inward dissecting
to the pseudo-skill of shifting.

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