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Do you really think the gods want the sacrifices you offer them?
They shake their heads at us foolish mortals,
For they are excused tyrannts
Merely a flickering shadow of everything and all they should have been

The god of love,
He weeps,
for we make him sit on a ****** throne
Gave him a heart in our heads
So now he screams he wants to die
I'd love you with my eyes closed
No not because I want to
Its just that I would
If suddenly
Everything went black
The sun and the stars

I’d make your voice my light
And the softness of your skin my place to hide
From the dark

And I’d tell you about your soul
And that even without light
I still see you
I look at you
While you sleep
I can feel your peace talking to me
a very short one, but I liked how it pairs up with "falling asleep in your arms"
I blame the chemicals
Rome wents up in flames
Sometimes I wish I weren’t the one to say
That is just my mind
That’s not who I am
To quiet when it dies
To loud when people scream
I see them reach for me

I beg you on my knees to stay
That’s all I seem to do these days
As if your shadow would be mine
You say
“That’s the curse of a loud mind”

I wish it weren’t mortal truth
In my head I’d give it up for you
I’d loose the crown, the chaos and the pain
And I’d dance, I’d dance right in those flames

You’d blow them out
Just one by one
And in your hand a loaded gun
“Peace always needed people dead”
And you’d lift it to the emperors head
For as long as I can remember I was in love with art and history. 'The fire of rome' a painting from Hubert Robert inspired this poem as well as the whole historical event. Natures catastrophes and history are both destructive things the human race cannot seem to escape. Just as we seem to be stuck in cycles of thoughts and bad habits and sometimes love can lend a hand.

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