vindicator

I can say that I'm tired. but I'll sleep when I die. rambling. incoherent. thoughts racing. chasing. vanishing. someone once called it an earache in my eye. Try as I may. try though I might. the pain these thoughts contain. she ain't coming home. not with me. oh no. not tonight. Fly high. fuck that rhyme. people rarely realize time is a sphere. just like the world we hold dear. circumference from the middle. infinite.

I guess you could say that I have a new spin on things, and yes I may be working all the bugs out, and maybe I am hated for what I am. But I can be no other thing.

So. I guess I'll sit here in my little corner of the cyberuniverse. typing my rants. By myself. and if that's the way it has to be. so be it.

_Cable_
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