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Thoughts
Contributed by
Delicti
on
Thursday, 5th February 2015 @ 02:13:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Mirrors are the speakers of wrongs amongst the visionaries
Hence divinity crosses like the cross of punishment.
“ Have not I witnessed thy division.
shalt lights of thou spill intuition , not escorted by hence of loath”
Belial of discontinuation guides the spirit of the wicked man.
Thou among its possessor is commenced to speak the words of a sinner
“ Born again I am, to the essence of purist life.
Though cleansed,
My grave no longer rest with the evil of sight, say, and sound.
these eyes shalt to be exiled from unexpected domain.
Hence the doing of wrongs , I send the regrets of my own.
Evil guides the possessed and possessor.
We slumber on a sphere of madness and desire,
For all amongst us is the fate of my own.”
Hollow as shalt to be,
All prior to a purist kingdoms masked thy eyes of salvation.
Self pity guides thou a deathly path beyond aeons thy wishes,
Serenity and undisrupted attentiveness unravels ropes of the cloaked prince.
"Hold in tears .
Withhold its tears till the stone is set.
Not set by will or fate by father of time,
Instead by the mortal possessor .
Of sharpest edge is to end the sight , sound, and voice of evil.
The screaming silence is my bed.
Nurturing hands are stained with haste.
I decide my time to sleep is now,
To be silent, deaf, and blind.
An Eternity of bliss ends the trail of my own.
Ill witness the crescent moon shine as emptiness hits the floor.
Then I shall forever bathe in my eternal silence.”
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Delicti
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2015-02-05 02:13:01] (Date/Time posted on
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