Friday 22 April 2016

shuffle

     
The endeavors spoke, louder
harder to give it a hold.
Mysterious dawn popped
catastrophe it might be
for, purity it stored

Challenge from beneath the ground
keeps me shoved till the end.
Closing my eye may clear the vision
but it corrodes the main.

A sin they say, their thought sees
insanity walks around me,
as if it’s never going to leave.

I called it to say take me along
for I might collide and rain if I go,
but I have no will to live with the clouds.
The heaves will drags me and darken my soul.

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