quinta-feira, 14 de junho de 2012

In every shard of the gem I once carried on my chest...

there's a spark that never fades,
a sapient glitch
- caused by the conflict
(between) joy and pain;
wrecks of code -
a violent virus
that cracks my logic,
refusing to be erased,

You are the ghost
that lives
in my shell.

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