giggidy Posted October 10, 2009 Share Posted October 10, 2009 In madness, Sewers feel empty and Streets are clean to a fault. When shadows fade, Streetlights shine in their place. In newly-built catacombs, following closely behind the Loss of millions, a thin Air of vapidity swirls undisturbed. No Sorrow here, however. No Pain, Loss, or Blight. Only bliss. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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