Monday, January 12, 2009

5.15.06 Piss on You

Nothing is real.
Everything is fake.
Life conceals, while Death produces heartbreak.
Though the wind blows, and the earth quakes, it may not be what you chose, but it's the path you must take.
As The sun sets and the darkness begins to awake, there remains only you, left with no feeling except a withering ache.
The only thing to say now is piss on you.