INRI Lost on the cosmic seas, of an LCD sky, for the first time since that dreadful choice I am at peace. That notebook's entry haunts me, like the burning scars left behind after my night on the gallows. The timing of fictions relief is not lost on me. I am lost in fiction. "Insert Coin." | ![]() °Repitition of Hatred°Loveless Avenue°Burn Out (and) Fade Away °Plofile°Notes°Host°Archive° |