O' great prophesier!Can you see my future that can be?Can you feel any bits of glee?Are there any adversities?In which case,help me break into a bursa..
Paint pricked my fingersRed sheds into other huesEnthrall and swim togetherMessy scrawls ensueBusied palms smudge the colorsRacing against my beating ..
The signature click of the clockspreads a miasma undeniably sweetDrowns every hope, every pleaTransfigures every minute detailclogs every crack and cr..
Ambled away from the pathNever realising all it startsAway from blemished redundancyCarousing to a beloved resplendencyHowever wrong it may seemRight ..
Stretching around the infinite loopclambering to a definite stoopyou walk the linethick and thinAn algorithmSinister bug.Parading around cloaked like ..