writing Yet ANOTHER random poem.

[Mizune 37]

Here goes... Another poem!

 

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Life's way so found in the seventh way

Mystery ever abounds in the mist

Rife lies my soul, and weary by this day

Tuned like a lyre is fate, life held in a fist

So did I come of a violent storm, a nomadic life

Ne'er so clear this amongst chattering teeth

As the coarse lines aboust my throat ring in strife

As I reach a false Eden, a land that makes me seeth

 

For I scream alongst the air so great, I bellow so

Know I so that no meadow doth be in a field of nails

And so came before my path man twixt, one so well I know

Comest hither, this man so further said, so violently he hails

Write upon his skin linen robes, hood, cloak, all white

Twixt so great his hand, skeletous machinacha that swath so webs

So doth the life passeth through my fingers in this night

So I see soon justly and quickly why life so indeed doth so ebbs

 

His face aegis of rotten sanguine slag on one, the other darkened core

A nightmare of hellish thorns fromst his collar one, other, serpents' many so chains

Realized of the womb of poisoned ash, vile being of the Great Whore

E'er so my blood run ice, so darkened my hue doth be in this paralyzing pain

Verily, doth be my fate he hold, as light left my animus in this hour

Petrified, wizened daemon of a tree of pestilence begat of dolorous vines

My gall runs sickly cold, my soul doth be iron, rusted rotten core, so sour

My soul dies inside, so fore me are the blended, so greyed are these, the lines

 

Taken and enslaved in a monstrous cage is so forth the state of my all

Undeniable is his roar, the end come, and there rises no further light

Pray doth I, that my soul doth be taken from the razing chains of the fiery wall

Cry rivers of acid, and spew bloody foam doth I, so long as none prevails right

Wrapped in the shadows, doth light come forth, and end this nightmare now

Razed is the way, and blinded are all who fall to the daemon's eye in strife

I question not the way I could be called into faith, and I ask not so how

I am saved, in a rapture's glance, I have been called out of death and now into life

 

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