The imaginations of my head are beyond words,
They are un-speak able, filled with the un-holies
I try to format the hard-disk of my brain cells
And change the patterns of my bereaved soul
That I might see Life in a more beautiful way
If you know how, then hold not back and tell me
For I am at the brink of my heart and Spirit
I call upon the gods, may they answer me now
Not letting me die, in hope of nothing to come
Amen ….
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