21 December 2012
The earth and its skin will birth out a perfect mirror
To show that our reflections weren't clear.
I won't be angry when you face me again,
Just a little worn out.
Well I was your fiancée before the Silence.
What are we to become now?
Even you say your blood is thick with want
And a need to have me by your side.
It's a pity there's pain in this.
I feel relentless and repetitive of myself.
My words are fleeing fast…
Was It Guilt? • Opuss № I