Eye of W***e-Us VS OsirisA Poem by sinNsincerityMy battery is depleted. The Son hasn't been giving me the energy that is needed. Ra, are you jealous that my mind is possessed and obsessed by the light of Osiris (Witch) was lost by the game of dice? Sirius, Such a Craft leaves me Wicked. Moon's bright hides the dark sky and summons the dark from my inside. Star Light. Lord of love. Lord of silence. Will Machik be used by Isis to rekindle the flame that was once mine? Why has it taken you so long to deliver me back a piece of my life? Be my guest. Be my quest. Be my chest. No Peace Just the pieces of me that have been ripped apart and scattered. And I'm tired of being kept quite when speaking on BE/Half of my broken heart. © 2018 sinNsincerityAuthor's Note
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