Sophia came; furled with a light that bared all colors
burning all passions desires and heart maladies
taking away the Human miracle;
the one calls it perpetual ignorance
a God's mistake; the one that sees his face
in the mirror and finds the only friend
The avarice of destiny never created the abyss
that shall swallow all dreams and hopes; and
the avarice of wisdom otherwise created Vertigo
in the soil full
of all kinds of manifestations on
the electromagnetic stripe
to be visible as slides of the past moments and
never got a lesson
the spring was in charm
I was in it for a blast of the moment and
this...never made a difference
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 7:27 AM UTC
Sophia came; furled with a light that bared all colors
burning all passions desires and heart maladies
taking away the Human miracle;
the one calls it perpetual ignorance
a God's mistake; the one that sees his face
in the mirror and finds the only friend
The avarice of destiny never created the abyss
that shall swallow all dreams and hopes; and
the avarice of wisdom otherwise created Vertigo
in the soil full
of all kinds of manifestations on
the electromagnetic stripe
to be visible as slides of the past moments and
never got a lesson
the spring was in charm
I was in it for a blast of the moment and
this...never made a difference
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