recluse

Apr 14, 2007 22:51

lesser

. a lesson in pride, nice to meet you. i am not your aim. misguided by fables of fortunes, take to the game. the street sucks you in. the street lays out your breast to bear, and the whores eat your insides with their wares. and despair is merciless to defend, to strangle your air. gasp you fool, gasp again. you are dying of my city. you will not be remembered. stepped over like the piles of people you are. the heartbeat ends amid a siren and streetlight glow, where it is always december

extension

its all one big scream, one nightmare inside a dream, but none of us is asleep. or all of us are asleep. some kind of meandering disease, inflicted by our ridiculous grasp on ridiculous beliefs. intrigue. misjudging my missteps, outside of your feet. struggle, blur to black, back to attack. blinded by faith and unrendered mistakes. take. time is at stake. fail. fall. die alone with everyone else. tell.
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