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And So It Goes...

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And So It Goes1
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Crypt of my Soul ~
Always to Know ~
Demonic feelings of Olde~

Like masturbation of thy spirit~
'Tis not the chosen It~
No need to fear It...

A fantasy; unbeknownst to me~
A virgin to the spiritual reality~
At once I felt I must Scream~

As painful tears flow down my cheeks~
my tenacious being longs to speak...
For I am Not one to be Meek

Putrid are the thoughts Lost;
at tremendous cost~
Early summer 'tis covered in frost...

Like a ghost that cannot go on~
to the next dimension.

A mere Pawn~
Sacrificed to the earliest of Dawns...

And so it goes...

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