In Pride and Ignorance
Spiritual vista's and your going to learn, how to bow...
Thinking unto myself, they are not yet worthy of such
Love nor it's kiss; tripping across a spectrum coloured
Mostly from gray to black saying so paint as portray ?
Your own dark heart of fusions ancient stuck atop this
Ever mangled melting track; peerings, translucent tears.
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