cycling

[munky_no_fun]

I stare at the accumulative flaws of my worthless creation.
The tiny imperfections that go unnoticed absorb into me, burning the purity that i have. Many failiures i have now created, but this is a blasphemy to them all. THERE SHALL BE NO MORE!

With a single thought my creations was born so too will it die. Diminishing daylight brought forth by darkness cast down upon it.
Slowly the creation evaporates into the air that is.

Alone now, i stare into the blank void of nothing. Within that void my creation watches, and mocks my lonliness. Without a single breath of hesitation, i coware to this feeling. Not wanting to be alone,

I build my creation again.

[Ragga_Wh0re]

:kimmie: