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Aug 2017
For you wake each night
with my kiss brushed upon your lips,
My taste upon your tongue.
two souls intertwined as life just started
to begin again.
Hearts enchanted
Eyes bewitched
You begin to start
a fatal twist.
Like the dance of death
In the rhythm of Mother Earth herself.
Nothing left to bequeath.


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Foresight it will be
just a mimic of the soul.
Something you can not control
and you will never feel right.
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Lost­ In my eyes you loose all hope
Let the words pounce from your pen
May you never feel love again.
Remembering it is just a parody of the world.

A reflection of a feeling.
None the less.
May your eyes see the truth hidden within
May your feet pounce once more on this soft earth again
May your nose smell deceit a mile away.

May your hands stray a thousand times,
for all the pain you have left for others to disguise.

Just to make them wonder if the imitation is in their head
Or will you die on your death bed for the mimic of a soul?
It is now you who bears the weight of the world ahead

Will you remember your true path or just let it go.
You are the mimic of a soul.
Again
and again.
May you pen,
for the loss of peace.
May you realize all of the deceit and dishonesty
and pain you have caused
May you realize  it was all in vain
For the mimic of the Soul
has no way to love.
Leaving you motionless
on a roller coaster
forced upon love.
Your happiness
depends on manipulation
Your ****** desires
are more then lust
A rage inside that I can see.
For the mimic of your soul is deadly.
Others blinded by you Mimic of kinship, lies and deceit
May your kingdom fall
beyond your limits
May your heart beat in despair
May your journey
be a thunderstorm you can not bare
May you live a thousand times
bleak days to greet you ahead
Binding the falsity
for in your Soul is blackness
so deep that only the awakened can see.
May you realize you have killed so many before
Remember the witch knocking at your door..
All for the mimic of love
A deathly punch.
All of this
Because
You are
THE MIMIC OF THE SOUL
Hazel Redwood
Written by
Hazel Redwood  33/F/United States
(33/F/United States)   
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   Haydn Swan, --- and Semihten5
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