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Divine Chaos

"I stand outside with my hands reaching for the sky Welcoming everything into my arms I let it surround me Fall around me , almost drowning me The sky is jet Illuminated by the stars and my only salvation I find her through cosmic slights She blinds me with her bright white light I am thinking Sinking Shrinking and growing larger again It radiates off of me And I finally see this is what I am Anything and a nobody striving to be something It could be an angel, it could be a demon It could be divine chaos It all depends on the things I am dreaming"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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