Sprits of Drunken Morality

May 6, 2009
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We are the sanctity upon your eyes,
the peace within your fears.
We are the splendor in your heart.
What you are, what we are;
Fools.
Your savagery sinks its teeth in our hearts,
yet we bleed unshakable vibrance.
Emeralds of past misconception
glimmer in scarlet.
Oh Mercy, build us a fortress of snow.
Free us from their Ivory grasps.
We are children of maybes,
fallen from apathy.
Descendants of mights,
created as her Dorothy.
Do not fail us





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