Obscuratio (9-18-08)

December 14, 2010
Hear the darkness in my lies.


So rare, yet so common.


Listen to the desperation of my cries.





Feel the coldness in the air around.


It follows me...


Wherever I shall be found.





Do you feel any remorse?


For all this pain,


You are the source.





And yet...you care not!


Of me,


I know you have forgot.





I walk, carrying the cold and darkness with me.


It follows, as it always shall.


Yet I will let no one see.





Hear the desperation in my lies.


And if you care enough...


Listen to the darkness of my cries.





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