IanHead on October 18, 2012 12:52

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    brown pants of eternity

    Vandora the Fractal

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    I had to get this out before I went insane. Excuse the dodgy playing at parts.


    Skin so thin, almost
    No times in memory
    Have been without fear

    Mine weakness
    Has conquered me
    Once again
    The hope subsides

    Is mine consciousness
    Embers burning on

    Into residence
    Of purgatory
    Mine memories are drying

    Vanish, take me far
    So much more
    With each passing morrow

    A restless body
    Writhes with the seasons
    The clouds they beckon
    With soothing rains

    The will of this soul
    Stricken with grief
    Will thrive then languish
    Till finally rent

    The process of death
    Taking us gradually
    For all things are finite
    And ours is spent

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