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Master of Ending
I am the form in the diplomat of nothing
the darkest crypt of heaven
the sanctions of hades torment
those promises spent for fear and destruction
expedite the political deceits of religious egress
I am the skeletal mayhem of fed self-importance
the ever shade in the light of life
vampire of the seasons
with cold chill and the wasted scythe
laid claim upon pages of deception
I am the confrontation of ash
the mad barking hound of faith
for such contemplation awakens in me
the sorrow of you all
and the pedantic grief of a tombstones augment
I am the ghostwriter of humanity
the goad of every impetuous need
the pitiful end of every aspiration
and every covetous beauty ceased upon
I am the mirror of release
I am the question
the formation of every sparkling drop of enlightenment
and through sunless aesthesis I emancipate
all who dare to countenance me
I am the witness of eternity
Or if you would you prefer
a tiny voice of terror ?
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Colin Mitchell Williams
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