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Poison the Body to Save the Soul
How many parts of a passion are built through so much pain
or are all they made illusions through mirrors and time
forever replaying at the whim of some unknown
for reasons to us mysterious.
If I ate the poison of plants
for visions
visions of what and the purpose besides?
I don't want to see anymore
Ever.
I have seen enough. (And I am a lucky one!)
Biding time.... Until the moment is
Perfect.
And every joy known is attainable, and found.
Poison the body to save the soul
Destroy the reason, to save the mind
Destroy the mind to suffer the heart
and destroy the love, to know the truth.
(You see a fool and nothing more...)
