♥ Friday, May 05, 2006 11:14 PM
Is that you, Justice? If not, it's me then, isn't it? Beneath the orbs, I know myself. But you don't. Yet your proclamation weighs of dirt. You know only of emptiness, especially with that hollow skull. Still, you dare speak of knowing me? You'd wish. Where in them do I display such uncouth behaviour? You'd believe because you live in oblivion. While I live in regret, knowing you. Do not press on in hope of hearing words of please. Only baboons be pleased by lies. I walk this life with friends I seek with a heart to cherish, to care for, to love for. My white intentions cast no shadow upon no swans. I have long forgotten a past you still remember. Cast away your honour for your treachery. Breathe those corrupt breaths, back into your throats. May you be kissed by the closest. If there be integrity in this idle man, heaven bless him with wisdom to set free my distress. For I know what has been done; nothing.
credits:bryant
