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I bring thee, a rose, made of silver,For it clashes, with thy complexion,That has formed itself, through silver tears,And such sorrow, that quakes, thy heavenly bosom. God knew, who to hire,So that the artisans, would sweep their knives,To carve, the most ebony-laced form,Imaginable, to my keenest eyes. Here has my sympathy, been withdrawn,Over to the…
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There is weight, under my legs,Breath that drains, from my lips,And the whisper, to which, I utter, the solemn note,Has the message of breath, between the eyes. I find no mercy, coming from your words,You speak of discontent, and demise,And there’s no comfort, for us.You say you cry to sleep, each night! Why has God,…
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Romance, in thy very eyes,How devilish are those very tresses,That lash thy keenest neck,That raises to even keener eyes.I have perception to see thy wickedness,And a mark I’ve burned into thy skin. Where would God tell us to roam,When in this embrace?We have failed among Saints, who had watchedOur faltering.We failed God in His expectancy.…
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How salvation has arisen,Above and beneath the consequence,Where thee was born,Before Satan’s altar. You destroyed light-years of workFor the sake of a friendship.For the sake of a pitiful message,You broke ties with a God. I am a life well-broken,Deceived, and hand-made,By the artisans of Heaven,And your death means nothing. You hail nothingness,In each shivering limb…
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Q: How is it that a scientist cannot look anywhere but down? A: It is because history has a habit of burying secrets. A scientist, in the denial of God, refers to life as opposite from death, inevitably so; for it actually is that love is opposite from death. It is not reason, but love…
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Wherefore do we speak, when in an embrace,From words that ripple through our forms?Entwined, we dance between velvet stars,Entangled, we have mourned in past memories.I am your child, and I am puny.You are my beloved, and I am in you. Sheets surround us,A rope is at our feet.A love has groped us,A love that set…
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Bide thy time,For the most worrisome.For I am here to consoleAnd triumphOver thy descending tears,And over thy frozen heart. Do you believe such a burden belongsMainly with you?Allow me to take it,And to hold it.I wish to see it,And to study it. I am here,To bide thy time,For the most worrisomeOf travails.You hold a face…
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You walk in frailty’s shadow,Showing romance in each marvelous step.Dipping a foot into a milky row,Of evermore marvelous pain. What is this fear, in which I feelFor the first moment upon thy naked form?When you sing such soft notes,To recede back into the notes of a whimper,I am here to console,For that which I stole.…
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Father, have you lifted,Away from the pain I now share,With a world so very bare? It is because I have done as you asked,And cared for another among a divisionOf untimely selfishness. Is it wrong to despise someone,Who loves only themselves?This world has no promise of love. And yet, I make what I canFrom the…
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Have we expended our future,Unto the stars?Have we made ourselves saviors,With mercy to our belonging? I sit as a witness to your artful formThat shows shimmers upon a velvet torso.You have made a God whimper before you.He was me, the man to whom loves you. I sit beside you at the elongated table,And view your…
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Q: You have mentioned that despite Feminism believing itself to better marriage for women, that it was inevitably to destroy the entirety of marriage? A: It is correct, because Feminism had a main ideal, and that ideal was discontent. The essence behind love is to make a human not want for more, other than the…
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How has it that suffering has placed a crown,On this starved mind, enclosed in a shell?When I saw a face, that was yours,I drew weariness away from that mind,And the gems grew a brilliant luster. Am I not the pain that lingers,Upon your reddened lips?Am I not the darkness that incurs,Due to the flowers that…
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