No disrespect to the free tension amplification ride, that kills some, and makes lovers of others. But moon empty, is like not looking at me. Partially full, is like looking at me sideways, with caution. Full moon, is like looking at me head on, through the view of a mirror. Reflection of light. A focus of light that burns enough, to dehydrate all it looks upon. And, cycles are steady, in the orbits of the heavenly bodies. Yet, you cry and reminisce, in your voice. And, Im not touched by your emotion, in the least bit. I have better things to do, than to look at reflections of self-reflection, none too wise...
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 22:16:14 +0000
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