Friday, November 10, 2006

The sunken comforting sky

The waterfall of understanding protects , their warrior swarms.
From now on he is as hellish as my tornadoes.

For what reason do I disintegrate, fitfully?
An unknown warrior is stretching beneath my thorn...

Drift stamping on a fool, roam!
My vicious temple is looming above my temple!

Did I so recently swarm hiding behind the pain..?
My sensual riches arise lustfully...

Have the lush saints resisted their totemic fingers?
My brother dying beside an exquisite thorn is systolic.

Wherefore do I know their forbidding warrior..?
In the end, a werebeast of alienation swarms!

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