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Other Doors
Soft intensity within
Guiding me away from sin
Though I hear your calls
My head full of curious demons
Steers me into the fire to
Expose and enlighten this body,
This mind
Of the fruit still hanging on the tree
That has yet to be picked and consumed
To open the doors
Of yet another plane of reality
Where other tormented souls
Consume yet another forbidden fruit
To help them transcend through
Other unseen doors
For the path to the sanctuary of their peace of mind
Where others inhabit and another fruit hangs
Waiting to take them somewhere else
(C) 2014 XMAR82 all Rights Reserved
Guiding me away from sin
Though I hear your calls
My head full of curious demons
Steers me into the fire to
Expose and enlighten this body,
This mind
Of the fruit still hanging on the tree
That has yet to be picked and consumed
To open the doors
Of yet another plane of reality
Where other tormented souls
Consume yet another forbidden fruit
To help them transcend through
Other unseen doors
For the path to the sanctuary of their peace of mind
Where others inhabit and another fruit hangs
Waiting to take them somewhere else
(C) 2014 XMAR82 all Rights Reserved
Published 21st Jan 2014
| Edited 3rd Feb 2017
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22nd Jan 2014 00:02am
22nd Jan 2014 10:38pm
The doors we believe to exist that lead us away to better things. Glad you enjoyed it.
