so deafening the sound
Monday, September 17, 2007
so deafening the sound.
that plunders and rams,
on drums and minds.
its victims the lover,
never the lovee.
the winners the heartless,
never the passionate.
what logic could this be,
when the world hails,
to love,
as the ultimate being?
*to a very beautiful 3805 (Jan'05-March'05)
Tyrants In Distress;
8:19 PM