Sunday, August 19, 2012

Ignorant Child

Under the will of my ignorance,
I dug my own grave,
below in  the nether realm,
I understood reality, far too late.

Things were unmade that i believed in,
 for they were fallible and finite as myself
And so, the pavements of  immortality
crumbled forever with corrupted breaths

My hands turned into claws
right before my sight
i, now a outcast to devils and gods
doomed! forever by my own wiles

This world, my one cell
 barred away from  my own kind
dreams mine confusions of death and fear
where blood flows freely, yet no tears i cry

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