End to End..
rhyming like ive seen lifes origins..
lost in the cosmos of fast stars and their utmosts urgings,,
the never (ending) hunger that wont cease
purge all your wants like a sick disease..
freeze your mind,. your protoform..your essence,,
with a look..a feeling..just a sheer prescense..
a canopy of nothing..
of a dusy page rotting..
into a shapless-
absolutley encompass the all..
like a body burning..
releasing itself for its final calling..
all intogether now..
like my alternate realities..
ending all probabilities
im too into everything,..
to be decieved by something common..
its the one problem...