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the light
willingly stranded
the reckless straining
compelling the grave
a fleeting control
the deity crucified
a rust-decay’d artifact
that garbage thing
elements of vision described
consciously managed constants
chance spinning destiny
overcoming against the current
weaved through the tomb as prismatic chicanery
Posted by :\_khet on January 27th, 2009 in d for Dysteleology..., personal afflictions. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.