faded Norm Here I am, a faded universe. A vibrant painting, colours dulled by light that would showcase. A fire's embers; burn hot until final moments, burn away, smoke and ashes. A minute's final seconds, ticking, crashing like a brute. A world crying, bleeding wound beneath man's devouring tooth. Over underwhelming sadness, moments later forgotten, replaced. Decaying corpse, heart still beating, wanting for a life to taste. Here I am just a man. Growing tired quickly from a life badly paced. 050726 what's it to you? who go blather from