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Abandoned And befallen - gods Trespass the moon So black - in a fresco of silence Like a solo drop Of dusk - godly foibles As if dying In lowly fables - shredded And camouflaged, Nocturnal truth Of infernal desires speaking At a remove From the earthly soil Thus spake The spell of oracular lies As the gods fumbled In celestial fuss to reverberate In teardrop shadows - unfettering hundreds of lives From the fiasco Of unholy war as lowly As godly disdain Forbidden far from the heaven Thus - As the fresco of silence Smacking - of an epic delusion Dies a demise Of godly death And the fiasco ends there In godly foibles And in godly disdain...
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Apr 24, 2010
Apr 24, 2010 at 10:36 AM UTC
Godly Foibles, In Fresco Of Silence
Abandoned And befallen - gods Trespass the moon So black - in a fresco of silence Like a solo drop Of dusk - godly foibles As if dying In lowly fables - shredded And camouflaged, Nocturnal truth Of infernal desires speaking At a remove From the earthly soil Thus spake The spell of oracular lies As the gods fumbled In celestial fuss to reverberate In teardrop shadows - unfettering hundreds of lives From the fiasco Of unholy war as lowly As godly disdain Forbidden far from the heaven Thus - As the fresco of silence Smacking - of an epic delusion Dies a demise Of godly death And the fiasco ends there In godly foibles And in godly disdain...
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Apr 24, 2010
Apr 24, 2010 at 10:36 AM UTC
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