Sunday, June 24, 2012

IiIan

Oh what a trick, what an endless game This game of life and death Of day and night Of love and hate And good and bad Set to in eternal motion wandering ceaselessly in the maze no 5 Complicated by senses 5 in this in5nite moment Let me me do all that i want to Then i will be still As stillness can be. And silence my dear is a sure sign of death.

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