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The Ultra Violence Part1

An earth in exhale of sigh, rising up, rising down in lungswell till the air and forest becomes flash paper dry Eoning as its corner eye looks in disgust at the red flashed sky mirroring the pits of shale The Unmooring of the World A Copses of Souls impaled by the by and by Of the Deepest Slain in the coals A Tumultuous, Ebb and Flow of broken Souls Flotsam and Jetsaming in Sheoles foam, An Eon in the Night that has never woken from untended its suspended slumber A Mournful, hell mouthful-Inflamed sliver of Echoed choking ember tasting the not yet, but impending scape of Morpheus pudding cloud Lifts its lids quickly open to a distances closer screaming for crying out loud on the cores plasmatic searotic river gushing in gushing out like a locomotive trudging errant, but right on time Wave of signs, sine wave and sin city hives Yes, we're right on time ......To be taken as the spoils of the dead, left for, the unspoken for Unraveling the Sorrow of All that's Fallen, to the stakes aiding and abetting our own Olympus in death throes faces under anastesia of strobing Unbound to Eternal Sorrow, Unbound to Eternal Despair calling Unveiling of the Mystery of the Unseen, Hollows EonS, Foremost- Slain of Raven eye of Savant Kingsgame Throne again St. To unweave itself cleaven to token Fear- A Mournfold, In flames A Shudder of Echoes morse coding the remains "distress is near, distress is near!" and of negative ion of droplet spear?,- Unbreakable pandemonium-arears A Copse of Souls A neural shame's-acidic tear Unveiling of the Mystery of the Unseen here, swearing by name, taken in vain.

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Book: Shattered Sighs