Day of Mist : Day of Tarnish (SP)

God Said, "

God told me a secret today
but what it was wouldn't matter
...not to you anyways
I've never seen a wild thing
sorry for itself either,
so how could I expect that
you'd feel sorrow for me?
...doubt that it would matter
...not to you anyways.
All these pieces fit together
somehow,
anyways,
if your intentions were to
break me:
you couldn't. I'm,
Already shattered.
not that it'd matter to you,
...anyways,
even so, I noticed
one mourning: you,
out in my garden
choosing and selecting
the few shiny pieces
-the ones that drew you in-
setting your teeth against them
with full intention
of grinding to dust:
the few slivers
I had managed to keep
hidden-
From the Heat Seeking Eyes
of Corruption.

...T.B.C.