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The Impending Death of The Virgin Spirit
Oh, quiet quells of night,
With star bursting in dipper blues
Forewarned are the feelings of colossal dreams
Thoughts vanish as quickly as they occur
Shall the mind beckon to countless embers?
For the fire has long since burned
Yesterday's seedlings become today’s ashes
Watching as The impending Death of The Virgin Spirit
Awaits entombment, to join the others
The shadows of songs sung blue
Have danced their steps atop the clouds
While the dew has brought the wet to the morning
Embellished this very instance for you to savor…when it is…no more
You’ve watched the leaves, timelines written upon change
The hues of different colors, vapor trailed across your mind, in whispers
And while the sun seems to set a little sadder each day,
The stars seem to joyfully awaken you
A gentle wind caresses your cheek…whispers to you from infinity
Reminds you, the world still turns, while the sun has said goodbye to your tomorrows
And the passion of this moment can only be understood
By The Death, of your…Virgin Spirit
