crimson blood
Something peculiar is heavily whirling up --
==Whirling up to ready wind down.
I feel a sense full of an unclear sensation, which derives superfluous questions within a puzzled mind.
I feel it in my bones
in my logic,
in my perception,
in my reality.
I visually grasp sporadic glimpses of it.
I picture,
I imagine,
I remember.
I forsee / i'm future forwarding,
what just seems all together to be,
Wrapping Paper-Wrapped inside: Merely a gifted Dream dreamt inside of me- mentally, emotionally.
Confusing, to inform you quite honestly.
And dare i NOT-forget to mention....
Dream so is of opposing clarity, so is called obscurity, cloudy, covered & unrevealing. Is so called a soliloquy's mystery.Is watched suspensfully to be revealed by believing and uncovering history. Curiosity Is long unchanged- drawing near, no longer. Hold wisdom. Lucid Stabability been made derranged, flipped a page-came mind altered my destined stage -- So wash away. wash away, my souls been caged in corruption by these days & in my age. For i was never a belonger, so wash away, everything evil- he already forgave, pristine perfection is what i pray.
So now my cries have grown louder, Oh Holy Groom, bolden whats in wonder:
Shall not I manifest, Can't i make you prouder?
I'd sew my lips together rather than face Forever, branded, when plundered down under.
Red Lips, Lost Forever?
¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡
.........................
.... And i was never a belonger
So, i cry to the Holy Groom,
Wash away, oh wash wash away
Wash away the mistakes I've made,
Let me leave life in perfect preparation
& rescue me from The Nightmare Arcade
awaken my soul from dreaming evil abstracts straight to damnation
In the End of my Last Days.
♦
....And I was never a belonger...
so bless me, bless
graduation from the most significant test
Bless me with improvment and growth
Lord, Bless me, make me Stronger.
♦
==Whirling up to ready wind down.
I feel a sense full of an unclear sensation, which derives superfluous questions within a puzzled mind.
I feel it in my bones
in my logic,
in my perception,
in my reality.
I visually grasp sporadic glimpses of it.
I picture,
I imagine,
I remember.
I forsee / i'm future forwarding,
what just seems all together to be,
Wrapping Paper-Wrapped inside: Merely a gifted Dream dreamt inside of me- mentally, emotionally.
Confusing, to inform you quite honestly.
And dare i NOT-forget to mention....
Dream so is of opposing clarity, so is called obscurity, cloudy, covered & unrevealing. Is so called a soliloquy's mystery.Is watched suspensfully to be revealed by believing and uncovering history. Curiosity Is long unchanged- drawing near, no longer. Hold wisdom. Lucid Stabability been made derranged, flipped a page-came mind altered my destined stage -- So wash away. wash away, my souls been caged in corruption by these days & in my age. For i was never a belonger, so wash away, everything evil- he already forgave, pristine perfection is what i pray.
So now my cries have grown louder, Oh Holy Groom, bolden whats in wonder:
Shall not I manifest, Can't i make you prouder?
I'd sew my lips together rather than face Forever, branded, when plundered down under.
Red Lips, Lost Forever?
¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡×¡
.........................
.... And i was never a belonger
So, i cry to the Holy Groom,
Wash away, oh wash wash away
Wash away the mistakes I've made,
Let me leave life in perfect preparation
& rescue me from The Nightmare Arcade
awaken my soul from dreaming evil abstracts straight to damnation
In the End of my Last Days.
♦
....And I was never a belonger...
so bless me, bless
graduation from the most significant test
Bless me with improvment and growth
Lord, Bless me, make me Stronger.
♦