· dreams of death ·

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futile grasps at serenity
third eye blind to god

face your creator
with a courageous glare
golden glint behind closed eyelids

divinity
grace
save me from
my eternity

breathe deep
fill hollow breast
empty chasms
pools of murk
and thick langorous exhale

draw me from this place
reprimanded conciousness
peaks of terrain
obscure my vision

how can I get back from here?








sorry it's been a while I've been busy and uninspired but here's this :)

-R

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