i have become so numb I cant feel you there ;
i have become so tired so much more aware ;
i have becoming this all I want to do ;
is be more like me and be less like you ;
Saturday, May 20, 2006
The winds of darkness blow cold and harsh Fallen leaves cackle in the dying marsh I dream of shadows that looms within Estrangling and choking in the mist of shivering cringe