Tuesday, September 10, 2013

The mellow din of delirim,
Ringing faintly in my cerebrum,
Spreading it's tentacles onto every sphere,
Building about me,a cost lair.
A cloud of gloom looms large,
Soaking in my minds eye like a mirage,
This vile clasp will I ever shatter?
Into a million pieces of matter.
Revealing a new world wrought with beauty,
That spreads beyond call of duty...

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