Thursday, September 18, 2008

Sleep


Time stops as i dream of the worlds to come that drift me into another black room...to shatter, to assemble, to excite, to disappoint, to fill me up with ecstacy, to bring in a new flavour...

I feel no motion, no emotion, no rain, no sun, no one... any one?
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