moonqueen Posted March 18, 2011 Share Posted March 18, 2011 actuality at the epicenter of my sanity swings a sledgehammer, its strokes devastate the crux of me. whoosh. whump. each splinter evolves into a different reality. chips of instability litter my essentia, linger to become eventual confetti for my wake. 03-18-11 ©tlp 2011 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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