Monotony my love, you shine as you did yesterday.
Your touch is as cold as ice, yet your embrace unwinds the tension of my soul.
While I toil under the watchful eyes of Chaos,
You numb the confusion that builds in my mind.
You are consistency in a world of uncertainty.
Day after day you remain unchanged.
You are my beautiful mistress of death, and though I find comfort in your presence,
In your arms my life fades away.
13 March 2007
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