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Of omniscience, unknowingly: pt. 3

Lying on green grass
looking into her skies

A space once filled with shiny bright eyes

Now just an empty hole in a sad and lonely soul
heading towards the magnetic pole of less

A mature woman
helpless nonetheless

Transgress the laws of nature
Into the black hole of rapture

Lets find ourselves there
Unaware of what's happened here




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Publicerad 2011-09-02 03:32



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