August Shattering

A dark clarion sound calls from a nightbourne eclipse,
Wishful souls beckon forth,
The empty luciferian heart,
A heart and soul,
Exsanguinated, sealed, an empty shell,
He reached out to stop time,
His past of filth and lies, at it’s end
Just the dissipation of memory lingers,
The lost, forgotten, sad spirit wanders,
Such is the Thematic Annihilation,
In this, our own multiplicitical existence.

Ian V. Seymour ©2012

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