There is only self-sufficiency.

I as cloud, adrift, no anchor but wind.

Concept lost, concept defeated.

Foolish heart to believe in love.

Remember, remember always.

There is no love, there is no care.

Broken things are not repaired.

Does only self-interests pierce the vale?

It does not coincide.

I decide when the curtain closes.

cosmiccowboy cosmiccowboy
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Nov 30, 2012