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"'He,' whom speaks into existence those things which were not as though, they are...." ~
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Fables; to dream these seemingly impossible things!?

A compiling compound upon the pages of a lifes, forever tarnishing of stories....

Drinking this mixture of both poison and cure; night after night and, day upon day

Finding but, these mostly barren tainted walls; no repreives and no relief; vacancies

This continuing onslaughts never ceasing to slay, the spirit of a living hope ~

Until one day the precious heart so finds, no more air left to breathe; condemned

Slowly, it dies....

Depicting cycles repeating themselves once more as, deeper, into the mire they fall

Beauty desperately countering within; framed moments to stem, these portraits; illusions

Painted upon the canvas of creations reasons not knowing thus, nothing to win and or, lose?!

Destinies foreclosures; deposits towards the paradigms of, signed sealed and delivereds

Reciprocating affairs, amid the not so magical mystical mystery tours; misled....

Ponderings upon the reparians reflective waters; refrains perceptions; lost in the muse  

Bleed me a river please and then, break me in two, time and time and time, again!?

Quondam sleeping now as, waxings cankerous sores somehow, speak their tolls

Tomorrows, priceless tears....

Diagnosis being it so hopeless then, let us gather in what we can, while we can; deja vu

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The house, of fallon dreams?!






Note: Smile ~ I was listening a bit earlier to the song, "Beautiful," by Mercy Me & I thought
About certain lives & souls so, painted them a poe ~ "My 'Love & Warmth,' Always," John!:) ~

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