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Justicia, undue, un-dewed, ***** But spiralled, like convolvulus vine crawling past pinstriped stems that harrow the spitting aches in tandem. Behold bent Blossoms whose petals, like Whose dead men's lids, Have yet to be teased awake-- Justicia! Blind you are! Lower the sword-swung abraders, buckle their knees, on-pounding earth surrender. Grand gems mark and drip along their lips Rightly red, though creeps on Soft pink Vertigo, and dizzying stints Above my sinking mossy senses-- Justicia, undue, un-dewed, ***** But sunken, lady Hyacinth shall never bloom near your toe-thin tread. Long may her purple bleed into your blindess. Long may your sword lay low.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:22 PM UTC
Blind Justicia
Justicia, undue, un-dewed, ***** But spiralled, like convolvulus vine crawling past pinstriped stems that harrow the spitting aches in tandem. Behold bent Blossoms whose petals, like Whose dead men's lids, Have yet to be teased awake-- Justicia! Blind you are! Lower the sword-swung abraders, buckle their knees, on-pounding earth surrender. Grand gems mark and drip along their lips Rightly red, though creeps on Soft pink Vertigo, and dizzying stints Above my sinking mossy senses-- Justicia, undue, un-dewed, ***** But sunken, lady Hyacinth shall never bloom near your toe-thin tread. Long may her purple bleed into your blindess. Long may your sword lay low.
Justicia is a roman goddess of justice; it's a shame the romans knew no goddess of mercy, for they were always at war. So they begged Justicia to remain blind, when retribution came a' marching. *Hyacinth, the purple flower is an emblem of forgiveness (asking for mercy)
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:22 PM UTC
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