Free to go.
Sep. 27th, 2006 10:10 amIn morning,
For myself
I remember what it's like
to die
No real way back now
I'm becoming skin
Hoarse and reified
I feel the construct
crying out inside
I made it,
perfect, and alive.
All Power Requires A Sacrifice.
For myself
I remember what it's like
to die
No real way back now
I'm becoming skin
Hoarse and reified
I feel the construct
crying out inside
I made it,
perfect, and alive.
All Power Requires A Sacrifice.
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Date: 2006-09-27 10:01 pm (UTC)thanks!