the acrid words came dripping out
alive without consent
my skin is scored with burns
we are the seeds of the Grigori
crucified by chance
skewered by the Tree of Life
those blessed words
a prayer lost in flight
©2008 ~gartoss
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Nephilim, spread your wings and fly.
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Devious Comments
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wilting away into the shadows, i cannot know, where my body goes. please understand...my road to perdition must stay unstained
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"Love can never be portrayed the same way as a tree,
or the sea, or any other mystery.
It's the eyes with which we see.
It's the sinner and the saint.
It's the light inside the paint."
--Tom Tom, Million Dollar Hotel
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wilting away into the shadows, i cannot know, where my body goes. please understand...my road to perdition must stay unstained
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