The Journal of Bertram Sparagmos I admit my mistake, but you will never know.
05/11/2013 01:06 a.m.
I flew head first into the light
The waves criss-crossing precise
In a dream, or was it life?
Through this door, all answers wait
So saddle of my steed
Where the lies live way beneath
Have I forgotten my place?
Did you already bait the hook and watch it sink? I am currently Tired
I am listening to keystrokes
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