the sacredness of the vision,
I became blind, I can not change
are blind.
Love dark
you who reside in the depths of my soul,
where devils have feasted with my thoughts,
where everything exists and nothing more.
Peering through words, I seek you with parsimony
Justice
claiming what was taken from me,
claim what is owed to me.
In the darkness of darkness I've seen,
shone with intense brightness,
around you all the stars went out, and I became
blind.
Love Black
wicked soul,
you inflict the worst evils
gifts and dreams better.
Waiting for the view, you try your hands
hoping to touch what my mind can only imagine.
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