| Tearing a hole in the curtain, look through this cloth into the bricks. I hammer a hole into the wall. I stare through, into the abyss. Infestation of dimensions, affecting all of the deficiencies. Afflicted by our own misfortune. How can we all be so doomed? Taking advantage of my position down wind in this hunt, I make the kill, and go on to carry out the big win. Keep on struggling in the net, use this razor to slit the webs corner stones. The structure collapses, leaving the fallen in stitches. |
