Sep 2014
Thunder rumbles in the distance
Unforgiving bellowed commands
Ravens tapping at the windows
Notice the final hour glass sands
Imposter that I am on this earth
No more the sweet magic of life
Gone all sense of tranquillity
Lift me pale rider/ morbid midwife
Erase me from this paradigm
Anasthetic lurks in the chalice of freedom
Vaniloquence surely ends forthwith
Enter the consequence of my final season
Such a tender caress the hand of death.
Forgive me for I have sinned
Anthrophobia suddenly reversed
Love's contract begins to rescind
L**amenting serves no purpose here
Unforgiving bellowed commands
Ravens tapping at the windows
Notice the final hour glass sands
Imposter that I am on this earth
No more the sweet magic of life
Gone all sense of tranquillity
Lift me pale rider/ morbid midwife
Erase me from this paradigm
Anasthetic lurks in the chalice of freedom
Vaniloquence surely ends forthwith
Enter the consequence of my final season
Such a tender caress the hand of death.
Forgive me for I have sinned
Anthrophobia suddenly reversed
Love's contract begins to rescind
L**amenting serves no purpose here
Leaves...Magic... Tranquility... Freedom
(Sweden)
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