CONTAINS BRIGHT FLASHING LIGHTS The place where it started. The place where it ended. The place where it went right. The place where it went wrong. The place where it was born. The place where it died. It's hard not to stare at it for a long time. Stare high, stare low. Yet, despite my previous line, I hate it so. Woken up; Let down. Good luck; False crown. The fabric of reality slowly drips ink. Acceptance; Penitence. Forgiveness; Mercilessness. What do you think?
