Monday, 27 June 2011

Hmm

For tis a fine line between this utter madness and the abyss, choose this and let go of that, no finer action to speak of, no finer moment, tales to tell, songs to sing, people to love. Reign of lunacy take hold of my pretty white bones, how long am I required to walk this earth, grace is oblivious to man, for he knows not the true meaning of life, so stumbles like an old fool, they laugh behind his back.

Mexico City 2012

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