| 9 Nov 2010 19:46 xxx.xxx.xxx.xxx |
in a time most aware,
of the shadow's dazing glare.
eternal voids grasp my reality
while anything else turns into fallacy.
these are but my dimensions we speak.
never have i felt so weak
to surrender my last breath of emotion
unfamiliar, tearing the erosion.
the fame work is put in place.