Sacrosanct

by Christian   May 28, 2006


Speak gently to me...

Voice of the wind, you find me within.

Ethereal Beheld,

An angelic perception through the Divine Creation

Tranquility without deception

Utopia found beneath the enmity

Malevolence forgotten

A being beyond kindness reflecting light amore

A life once lived

Disparity hailing through acts of Malice

Fatal Visions

Invoked and Engaged

Shadows Manifest

Downfall of sanity, I fade like a wilting rose

Wiping the tears away

Her presence blinding the misanthropy.

Speak gently to me,

Voice of the wind, you find me within...

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