Demise to Decrepitude of Being /Thy Symmetrical Blackness of Thought

Deceits That Sleep Scream No Brilliance
Nay, Never Shall I Reign
With The Last Of This Storm’s Thief
Here Walks Your Storyteller Again
Yea, Window, Where Is Thy Revenge?
Revenge Is But Thy Own Demise.

Swallowing His Thought
Then Turn Peace To Promise,
Pride To Wedding,
Blackness To Chill,
Fool, Where Is Thy Blackness?
Where Is Thy Symmetry?

Ian V. Seymour ©2011

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