Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Falling Into Infinity

My robotic arms sway in your thoughts
At the intersection of dying leaves,
Where dying dreams become cold and split in two.

Pyramid skies reflect your dying eyes.
Drift through the black night where your dying love lies.
In you, I despise.
In you, I will die.
You are the scars of time.

From darkness comes the light.
From morning comes the night.
The afternoon brings only pain.

Frozen and burning,
I will walk through infinity.
Lest we not be blessed.
I am the reincarnate of withering ages.

Come rain, fog, or the holy ghost,
We will not wash away .
Forever will live a life of trepidation.

We are not characterized by time and space,
But rather a lack of a break in the wind.

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