Friday, June 17, 2011

Visibility of the Planet is Dependable on It.

Beauty, has become the enemy; The Devil, the manipulation of outside forces looking in. Pushing down on me. Mother Nature please begin your genocide. I have no more to give, I have no more to be. I will never be the one. I'm trapped in his eye, the anorexic, pornographic eye. Staring.

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