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greetings

greetings from the infernal vortex
hopeful thoughts inside the internal gloom
mischief stands up valiantly and makes introductions

sweet surrender under casual assault
it's the nature of the void
war is ever present and sarcasm is the only tongue they know

why waste niceties when you know that's not what you feel
aggressive is the tone with them
outsiders' smell of fear, it has a peculiar scent

it alerts them to spies
violence is always the first to be aware
he releases his dogs of war

the weaker of the species are kept out
they can't handle certain knowledge
it is for their protection

the men love the underlings
in our inner sanctum, we discuss high-clearance information
there is a celestial counsel

we work hard to maintain a blackout on this news
the aliens are here some are friendly, and some are not
falling into the abyss where I can be myself
it is a cold darkness

all manner of creatures reside there
acceptance for one like me is given
because I've long since been here

as an innocent upon the first arrival
I was surrounded and examined
but now I am known

I don't show fear
though they are fearsome
it is a part of this domain

being tender to one another
they can be cruel to outsiders
I listen to the communal pool of thought

it is sad for my cause
stuck in the mortal realm
seeking to belong

I have traveled far
to find very few friends
I am very different than most here

an odyssey of the soul
I'm traveling the earth
for what purpose I was sent here I don't know

grateful for my immortal family
at first, I thought the people lived a singular existence
but they run in packs

so I guess that's how they survive
alone in my thoughts my mind always reverts to you
I was wondering if you're alright

then my thoughts wander to the past
our connection was powerful
our love intoxicating
and we swore that love would be forever

then I wake up here
unclear what happened
when were you cut from my side

I wonder if you are even part of this world
I have no memory of how I got here
if I am to believe the stories
there was a war in heaven

I don't remember it
but you are blamed for it
sometimes I catch some news of you in the underworld
but mostly it seems like gossip

I hope to hear from you soon
or for you to notice my sadness in death






Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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