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Thine Own Divinity

Transform and Intertwine.
A luscious cry from the Divine?
As the words imply so jealous a cry of thine own soulless plight!

My mindless sight!!!
A Heart to set the sea of rites.
To Intertwine and mingle with that of the Devils Tingle.

A Curse of Cupids arrow piercing mine own seed;
The sparrows parted wings give light to mine own ear.
Search and I seek of thine own Soul;
A Spark I shall never Find.

In mine own Divine!
This is the rhyme inside my mind that no one will defeat;
A loveless cry of spirit to retain the presence of my own essence!
A luscious sight to see that all I Create;
That in my own rite;
I will always retain this loveless taste!!!
A wilted lovers Jaded Life that mine own Heart Create!.

Sublimity in its finite divinity,
the timeless cries of a Broken cry,
The words I have written are my own contemplation of Lies.
A throne upon Is which I sit;
A liars chair I thrust my place to forever Sit!..
The Contemplation and awe in my state of wonder!
Is this a sensation to never carry for mind own rite?!!
Finding an illusion encompassed!
Which was and is Written;
Mastered upon this vision of Mine own Premonition.

Prophecies that are folded and labeled and gracious scrolls!..?
They Ripple Forth from the Divinity of what is more!

The Blood and Tears of my own Tyranny of time.!
Come as it may for in the beginning it has already passed.

In all this I see what is to be and all that has to be.
Why is this my formless and shapeless Tear of thine own Fear?!!
Never to reach your mirror or even subdue a Refraction to adhere a kiss to thy own breathless ear?
This of mine own Divine!!!
I Give unto thee This Night of Naught My Own Blissful Kiss!
Why is it, This One I want to reach shall never fathom the fog of love that is amiss?!?

A worthless quest?
A faithless crime?
To beseech what one admires?!!!

To only find the validity in a sleepless state;
Which brings forth my heart to an innocent silence!
I find my Blessings of the Resonant Ventriloquist upon My Art of Tranquility.

The Lucidity of mine own nights;
Is it thine cadence of joy and such a reluctance of Divinity?!
Is this not such a Righteous of Plea?!

Must it take thousands of cries!!?
A country of tears!!!?
Before mine own words reach thy heartless shading ear?

Must I die ten thousand more vessels of Death?!
Only to wait again?!!
As it was written in the code of mine own divine sin.
I shall remain in this weather plated graceful prison of my own finite reluctance.
wishfully thinking in my state of descent
I shall wait and plea, I shall beg and sow.

Begging to reap mine own divinity of Dreams!
The Power to create!
A life of a withered love.
The Heart to persuade;
A creation of shattered Nations!

Still Do you not Hear my Tear?
Many my eyes have shed;
for I feel them naught at times anymore;
For the words I wish upon my heartless cries.
To seek never find their rightful mind.
Upon the grace as the wind has its own mindless sovereign place.

The solidity of a darkness clout of mind!
which it be?
Must I carry this only to sear my own heart?
Forever changing the world whether it cry for because we are to remain forever apart!

The swift pass of the pendulums swing;
from the night to light in this peak of crescent of my essence.
To the heavens I must wait!
To ascend and blend in the fiery world of the Abyss of Heaven is Naught my place with out my withered Love!

From where I go is to thine own heart!
I will forever seek.
Never again is it for me to never ride the sea?
To change its wind and you to be my twin.

The scent I smell!
The Love I feel!
Will I never hear;
Will I never feel your shedding tear?!!!

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Posted by Sebastciaun on Saturday, March 01, 2008 4:29 AM

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