Auth~starengely the last line was inspired by the Phantom of the Opera. For those who haven't seen it live, I would suggest that you do so. It's positively haunting.
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*Youth has always sired haste, and passion wrests with wisdom deigning Youth as reckless*
Our sentinels constrain us immortal hence their moral lessons constrict our Urge.
Invigorated dreams apart of life we’re disciplined…
An investiture gratuitous for our preferences to remain unto ourselves…
A secular antibody who fancies over Thus…
During our manse construction of this Sty, our mind.
*Ever since I’m weary and age has Claimed me…
Now of an age where clemency stokes And a contentious gravity curs*…
Does wisdom starve all other senses most imagination?
Does not experience belittle ignorance so grace appeals, at least where youth how now we desire can’t please us Both?
*Coherent a mystery‘s fallow leg, ne’er Sent until this just adherence. Sublime without my con prohibition is Seated anarchy*…
Youth who dares to be loved while age Is gloved and masks a fragrant touch.
Greeting youth as sages while serenity Claims us both…
Contentment won alone through lust As brash primes ivory compelling Harmony.
My destiny as age determines your paramour…phantom of this life.
