Print

And I'm light years away Started with a whirring sound Now things are never winding down Am I missing my vertebrae? God is a bot Not what you thought Theres going to be no "maybe" Or "metaphysically" returning Or whomever it may be Concerning I was subdued Every chord chewed The true meaning of solitude Particles were educed I was reduced When you think it's over You're reintroduced. From Letras Mania