The Lending Ear the beckoned call;
A nation of lies and deceit lies in this pit of mess.
Restless Am I! I read and sit upon my sweat of my own test!
To never know the love of one; But I have the hearts of many in this heartless mind and the insurrection of this withered bliss.
To dream of my Lovers Kiss;
To halt all days that never come! Till alas, I am at ease with my demented pleas spreading arrogance and serenaded chill!
Is this where the end must begin the sorrow's mast of colorful class? Is this where I once laid my radiance of limits passed.
I had once that life of sparkled rendition! Now slowly reduced to that of glamourous restitution!
The restitutions of the trade itself!
Lay seemingly thrust upon my words of Vanity!
Traded in the Gold and the Plight of a spiteful world; For these words that retain my Aum!
To tell you my wilted Lover; Upon this insignificant rant of seeded chant!
My withered Love; My Candle Wilted Kiss; The Shameless Waste!
These are all remnants that pass the keys! Unlocking Doors of my Relentless past.
To
unlock the door, To dream the dream, To choose the poison! The Imagination to subdue. The graceful deity of Goddessness; That you placed upon my
worldless step!
The stride of the devils dare! Is all that retains
sustained sanity in my own insanities curse! My beg of ignorance!! My
shield of Arroganc!My Heart of boundless form. The inherent bounds knows no round of
countless rounds! From your scent of that distant stare I smell your death filled Air!
The reminder of a touch; The lesson of taste! Cherish it in my thoughts! So precarious in my Loft of Hasty Thought!
Oh
the wonder! Oh the Dare! Oh, the careless care! Put into these
verbose verbs of written words. Verbosities plea of Ambiguities deed;
Can it ever cease to Paint the Piece of Masters? in my own Loveless
Curse of Sensual Release?!
The end of my beginning!
Only, It started before the reactor of Love!Which, Led you to the chain;
The ripple that started! the dominoes effect!
Choice upon choice, Key upon Key.
I place this door* to enter into the next; With timeless text. I Cast my words! With careful significance! In it, it is it's own case of a blessings Curse;
Sensitive to my own deed,
Careless to my written heed;
The Jealousy and Envy of the Heartless Indeed!
Will they find this Nightmare!
Creation upon my selfish street?
And Find, The prose of My Shredded Tear?! To Shed! * Or to Shred this Tier of Tear?! Or is it Tear of Tare!
* Love;
Sebastciaun T. Censtcuriaus
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