Stroll through InfamyI Stroll through Infamy,Step by step,the world behind me crumbles;The Chaos, seems to end with every step;Yet i feel no change,no landmark,just an ocean, an ocean of problems.And as i look up,to the moon,wanting guidance,to find the answer;I'm dissapointed,to only find emptyness,abandoned blankess.And the moon,filled with no life,nothing to think of,is yet so vibrant.And wont let you look away.So the stroll goes on,with my anger,rushing through my veins.with my heart,pulling me bellow hell,with my confusion,shutting my vision.My muscles tense,my hands,now fists.As all that has happ
I was so anxious when i Apophysis made the fractals without my help