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I saw the sun rise from the east
And all i could think of was your face............
The empty lines in my heart are in a phase in time
Where all that matters is a taste
Your lips
Your thighs
Enough of your eyes
I will use ice
Your neck down to your spine
Up in flames
Let us burn as one
And all i could think of was your face............
The empty lines in my heart are in a phase in time
Where all that matters is a taste
Your lips
Your thighs
Enough of your eyes
I will use ice
Your neck down to your spine
Up in flames
Let us burn as one
Literature
Governed
Glory be upon the mad mans eye.
For he tweaks tomorrow's reels.
But fortune holds back his prize.
Only the ordained can hold that zeal.
Wistfully our beloved maker expires.
By the hands of man, God's fall one by one.
Bless the crazed, who live in the pyre.
Only the civil will let lies be spun.
The blind know man can lead his own designs.
And the deaf do hear a devote tune.
The mad discerns the truth of the divine.
All feverishly dance, lost in the swoon.
"If God did not exist, it would be necessary to create him".
Why?
Because without God all things are permitted.
Literature
Satan
May my soul be undamned by the words I piece here,
For as I lay them with ink upon paper, icy hands grip my throat,
Chills rack my spine, aches pound my skull; just for thinking such thoughts.
His form came to me like in a dream, nothing remained solid,
In fact, nothing remained at all upon his exit.
So I now tell this while my hands still serve my will.
His looks are not for mortal words to say, no syllable,
No word, no phrase could carry the weight across a human tongue
To utter his visage even upon paper.
No, the demon-lord's face and body and dress came to my eyes as
Forbidden to look upon directly. And as my eyes averted, his
Literature
GOD.
Across the street
Without a bite to eat,
I stop for a moment and sigh.
The child no more -
Then five years of age
Begins
Begins to cry.
No tears come out,
Just a wrinkled up nose
Sore fists, mouth, and eyes.
He stares back at me,
Longingly.
Longing for a chance anew.
The child looks away,
Begins to pray,
As a answer
'Oh child I love you.'
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...... as always, beautiful!