Thursday, November 27, 2008


The vision of virtual cuts.
 the obvious in change.
the common of touch.
over again the tears run down getting lost. 
to later be found in whats mine.
not hiding away from you. 
one day you will understand.
that i was just a vision you kept on recreating.
 to create a feeling.
i came through.
but She, 
SHE thinks im dead.

the female zoo