The rushing of the shattering piece by piece,into the oblivion.Shards of distortion and uncontentment...the frameless void,patterns of dismay spilling over the the image of self.Reflections of endless pain and loss.The sound of guilt is endless,repeating the piercing regret.The tarnish of time is waning;gilding the Spirit.Every glare is accounted for,the image is Eternal.11-12-09
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