You wish to know the secret things?
Those hidden things shown unto me?
The Mystery of Mysteries, of Divine Intervention?
Then follow me into the midnight plane
And let me show you a world unseen!
Look upon the starry sky,
Do you not see the heavens aglow?
Can you not feel the magic, thick
In the air, like shrouding smoke?
Then breathe the air, smell the trees
You're going to feel odd for now
But once you let the magic in
You'll never want to let it out.
I've offered, I offer again. Hidden secrets of ancient things, magical formulae and amulets. All for free, knowledge at a price.
I love silence.
It is a conundrum of esoterica.
It's name invokes sound,
But when silence exists,
It is louder than any other sound.
They say to talk about problems,
They also say silence speaks volumes.
And I can't help but agree.
Sitting in my room, waiting for my friend so we can watch anime.
S i c k
f u c k
for a sick vv o r l d
i n t o m y
d e p r a v i t y &
t h e s
s vv a l l o vv my words
of t vv i r l & Quill
Save your teeth
for a dinner date
O N M E a t
try not to be late
At a distance,
quaint and vvell reserved;
upon closer revievv:
a buzzard creating jerks
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