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Astral World
Endora:
I can’t breath, my lungs are burning
Everything around me is twirling.
Everything inside me squeezes eminently, grabbing away my desire to live on.
I am filled with pain, till my last bone.
My eyes are full of blood rivers.
He is dying in the roaring silence.
Lucas:
As I opened my eyes,
I saw dazzling stars dancing in the sunset
It was as quiet as a de...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 7:07 am
Resurrected
Resurrected
Down here where the beetles crawl
Where the leaves of autumn fall
A spider’s web of veins uncoil
To animate the resurrected
Sap permeates the ancient heart
A life’s blood for another start
Coursing through the body
Of the newly resurrected
Orbs of light spark into eyes
The keening of a newborn’s cries
Escapes the brittle twisted lips
T...
Friday 9th October 2020 11:18 pm
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