Life, full of lies, cloaked in eternal deception
Work, full of drudge, covered with infinite frustration
End, thus life, end, thus work
One without the other
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
The Reign of the Iceman
I numb myself to the endless deluge, the frost now blows stronger than before. Let the snow reign. There shall be no fires burning left, but that bitter coldness in the biting chills of everlasting winter. I am the Iceman.
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