Be_It_Sin,Lest.be.it.Ashes..A Poem by MidNight
The.feathers.fall.from.the. Lest.it.be.not.the.wing..that.is.torn,,...token.worth is.held.least.in.the.bird.its.self,.who.once.knew.to.fly.. Who.once.knew.to.......... fly The.tiny.mesh.festers.on.the.wings.of.the.puetrid.fly buzzed.to.s**t,,holding.rank.on.a.pile.of.scummy.lies Here,,In.the.ear.of.the.creative.chance.casted.by.Mother.Nature She,.who.gulps.before.a.legacy.of.maggots,,i.dont.why.she.swallowed.the-- Flying.was.my.right,,my. inside.the.very.atom.of.this.nucleus'.celled.Hell.of.grounded.realities bound.mortality,,tie.the.stake,,ignite.my.ruthless.flaw...i.rather.burn.for.eternity.be.it.sin As.long.as.the.ashes.blow.through.the.breeze,.and.fly.with.the.wind He,.who.once.knew.to.... DIEing.isnt.the.fear.of.the.mortal,who.fears.an.unlived.life.most. nor.is.pain.through.suffering,.for.what.is.suffering.to.the.the.immortal.legend? ................................................... ...........................
Ignite-!-!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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