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"Oh silly human! What are you doing?" Is what I wished I asked myself. All Hyper dimensional, transcendental. My gift was my Spiritual wealth. But in so doing, ignorantly a skewing, Your distorted and unbalanced love. Under the Sacred Cactus, our Love we did practice, And exposed that your Origins are from above. I made Love to an Angel, I didnt realise the danger, That I would leave behind part of my Soul. But you never knew your identity, nor what you meant to me, Now I can never be whole. So if you are reading, take the caution Im heeding. Make sure your Love is strong. Because if you share your Soul, it will take a devastating toll... When that Divine Love is gone.
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 1:40 AM UTC
A Thorn from the Sacred Cactus
"Oh silly human! What are you doing?" Is what I wished I asked myself. All Hyper dimensional, transcendental. My gift was my Spiritual wealth. But in so doing, ignorantly a skewing, Your distorted and unbalanced love. Under the Sacred Cactus, our Love we did practice, And exposed that your Origins are from above. I made Love to an Angel, I didnt realise the danger, That I would leave behind part of my Soul. But you never knew your identity, nor what you meant to me, Now I can never be whole. So if you are reading, take the caution Im heeding. Make sure your Love is strong. Because if you share your Soul, it will take a devastating toll... When that Divine Love is gone.
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 1:40 AM UTC
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