Contradictions of a Sinner

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Arise from the ashes of my morbid heart;
Cleanse my mind of those beautiful memories,
Eradicate the sense of remorse and remove my conscience.
Conjure a respite of sweet sanctity,
Free from the baggage of reality -
Make these stars shine,
Make the sun rise,
Make the wind blow.
A sundrop smells of purity,
Which illuminates the afternoon sky with night;
A skyless cloud lingers over my hearth,
Foreshadowing my impending doom.
How I wish it would all evaporate





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Powd3er said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 2:34 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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