November 13, 2010
I see the moon as a silver disk.
I see the sun as a Golden Apple.
I see the stars as dots of white paint.
But when my eyes lead astray, I remember where I come from.
I come from which that lies, I come from which that sins.
I am the pinnacle of sin, and my only mandate is my wishes and wants.
I hide myself under a mask of lies, to pretend that my sins bear no weight.
I run from the truth and seek for lies.
Life is self determined and is only a lie, perception is truth and so judgment left astray.
Life is a contradiction uncontrolled, and we bear its weight.

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