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What quality would guarantee your smile? Admit such symmetry of beauty! What God upon his knees Would not be broken, When a bite, More than a kiss? So what if I dance with deamons? It is my demonstration of love, In a world that pities death, There's not muchleft at all. If you have gone forever, Well unto a longer, higher brow, Then despite my cravings I must dance with you no more. And yet, I still crave you From the carvings of the cave, Where you left all imagination Lost and wand'ring Without answer, In the hobo of the Soul. Are you kinder than a jealous God? Lost home and Goverment? What God upon His knees, When he is lost to you?
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
What God Upon His Knees
What quality would guarantee your smile? Admit such symmetry of beauty! What God upon his knees Would not be broken, When a bite, More than a kiss? So what if I dance with deamons? It is my demonstration of love, In a world that pities death, There's not muchleft at all. If you have gone forever, Well unto a longer, higher brow, Then despite my cravings I must dance with you no more. And yet, I still crave you From the carvings of the cave, Where you left all imagination Lost and wand'ring Without answer, In the hobo of the Soul. Are you kinder than a jealous God? Lost home and Goverment? What God upon His knees, When he is lost to you?
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patrick-michael-morris
Scottish
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
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