October 7, 2007

butterflies and hurricanes

A supermassive black hole. There I was, like a new born blinded by starlight. The knights of Cydonia could do nothing. The hysteria proved to be to much. I am not invincible. The bliss invading my body.. She stood in front of me, my assassin, feeling good:

"Time is running out, my muse.."

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