Anathanatos

Dec 07, 2007 22:35

The bones from my closet, slung across the room
I feel the color coming to the walls
in rich, a sunrise captioned by stone titans
ending with the churning sea of blue
who drowns those she loves deep as le blue

Thus so is my life now...
Upheaval.
Reconstruction
Definition

What tact do I obey?
the one I secretly whisper.
In realms of prey, I marvel and blood-lust
In realms of dire, I all but blood-let

bleed into my focus, a wound curing boredom.
And I shall make thee amongst gods.
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