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April 2014

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Stated (Whispers or Volumes)

Confined 

Come find 

Profound and still bound 

Chained to the pain 

and lost for a cost from the prasing of hands

The line in the sand 

Stated…….. 

 

The adulteress women found grace 

found a saving face 

Just in case 

The line in the sand spoke whispers 

The man without sin spoke volumes

 

As a whisper

In DEATH

      We find the ultimate ZEN!!!! 

In DEATH 

    Our sweet song is Sung!!!

In DEATH 

   All the pain becomes the Trophy!!!

In DEATH

   Everything come to Fruition!!!

In DEATH 

    Theres virgin silence…………

                                                   in death

The Endless Circle

Sirens 

Crafty Red handed, Angels of the depth of the heart 

Sirens 

A man’s soul mate, A life sucker towards the best part

Death 

A trophy for the strong and a shameful loss for the weak 

Death 

A humans existence to hide the meek 

Afterlife 

The black starless travel for the bleak 

Afterlife

A mindless Physical illusion for us to seek 

Life 

A place to only strive in limbo towards Death and Afterlife 

Life 

A palace for us to enjoy all the sirens seductive might 

 

Dear Purity

Dear Purity 

InFury 

Licking curry, making everything Blurry 

Your in such a hurry 

Your cuteness went for a scurry 

Across the hall and into Hells Jury 

Plead Guilty 

Sat on the bench in a knot of worry 

For life and youth will flee in a furry 

But Don’t Worry

Dear Purity 

Ill find a place with no worry 

and traffic will stop  in a hurry

No Holy water

Blurred into a skyline with a silver lining 

In a glass of red wine 

Sipping on lipstick stains and choking on pick up lines form past lovers

With pictures on the coffee tables

Framed, Incased in copper, silver, and gold.

Incense curls around this scene, Were framed in a smoke screen

No Hell fire or Brimstone

No Holy Water, No Holy Water 

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