infirmitas' Journal

In The Shadow Of Lennier
When the long night comes, return to the end of the beginning.

Where will you run off too?
-> The last place I can remember being naive

Where it ended, where it all died. Childhood emancipation.

Before I knew. Of God, of hate, of power, of anger, of truth, of love.

I've got a meeting with a mountain. A convocation with a waterfall.

My life is all numbers and dates now.

I want to run to the edge of the world and scream forever. Until the impact of my existence fades, until all world turns to dust, until the stars die.

Until time itself dies. Until all that was, is, will be, is shadows.

Until the dark in my soul is no longer distinct.

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