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I am one with you...I am one with you…I am one with you...
The wind blows through my body pulling with it my essence. Standing within the dark room I am blinded by your luminescence.
A scent so sweet it fills the heart with love and affection, Within your arms my soul has found everlasting protection.
Battered and beaten I have laid myself upon loves thorns. Reaching out for a hand, my soul begins to mourn.
The wind now becomes a soft gentle breeze. Blinded by the light which is your beauty, I fall to my knees.
Glass silhouetted tears roll from my cheek with haste. My hand reaching out fo
by ~ProjectPurgatory
ForgottenForgottenForgotten
Amidst the world you are one among countless. Washed away in a sea of remorse which remains boundless?
Wounds run deep into the flesh with precise skill. The poetic flame shadows this bending will.
Flowing ashes of amber burning bright; Darkened rooms struggle to find light.
There the sinners lay baring inevitable fate. Suffer their souls rotting in crates.
Necks twisting in pain, eyes covered and sewn; Identities stripped, mercy made unknown.
No one really lives, but no on truly dies. Eternally they stretch out for thei
by ~ProjectPurgatory
Afraid of The HallowAfraid of the HollowAfraid of The Hallow
As I travel this life my soul searches for its purpose. Squandering along, loosing itself with the deepest and darkest corners of this eternal abyss. My heart lies within a cold dark cage. Slowly the black blood runs out, color fading, the beat renders itself victim. Eyesight begins to fade with the numb, and the cage makes itself known. This empty space stares grimly back at me. I close my eyes but am reminded of the past. I reach out to the darkness but I am greeted by the bars of eternal cage! The chains of Mephistopheles have embraced me and given me a home.
by ~ProjectPurgatory
Ignornace UnmaskedIgnorance UnmaskedIgnornace Unmasked
All is calm and the air is crisp. The seconds tick by; time stands at a still. A family takes in the warmth of the sun. The tide line lengthens; what has been done? Hidden behind crowds of oblique undoing, Given purpose is rewarded in pretentious sighs. The infernal machine grinds mans will down. Mouth wide shut screams an empty sound. To be at the top one forgets what holds them up. Consume, defecate, sleep, we drinkth from the cup. Silent vibrations with them they carry no sound. Eyes wide shut; animals climb for higher ground. Calming si
by ~ProjectPurgatory
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