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Me're Disposition

Back to basics, feel my roots
Earthly footprints, bare my soils uncouth

White lights kiss the sky
Beacon rays of infinite woe
A gifted purpose misdemeanour
Bless'ed curse, kept under stow

 Elementary my dear
With a dysfunctional view
Bitter sweet the anomaly
Tardy timings ruled true
 
Tortured lips sink in song
Distant words, the kill of the night
Rouge tides speak in tongue
Must awaken the world, or sleep forever in plyth.
Written by BelBoyd333
Published | Edited 21st Nov 2013
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