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A Great and Terrible Separation

Falling, I slowly seperate
Nigh my rose-bud eyes
A symbol of my uselessness
My bitter bouts of lifelessness
Selfishly I'd call and I'd cry

Save not he, save not she
save only one, save only me
My legacy of mirrors
Self indulging imagery
Engraved in my putrid soul

My love is a digital microorganism
It was once a dogwood in bloom
Now like a cremated lion is ash
It has cast itself into despairing doom

Our dimension of purity
shows our lesser side
So from soil I show life
Soil from a raining sky
Sings to soothe our senses
Gives gifts to closing hands

My soft view of Eden
obscured by these invites
Reasons to resent, retreat
Though I believe I seen
Me at ease, doubtlessly sleeping
You can be my October dreams

Then you could
give me a sign of the sun
so to my soul I could run
I could be resurrected
With my holy ghost
I could be reconnected
Written by anonymouslyhere (Pariah Shadow)
Published | Edited 11th Oct 2016
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