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A Walk'
Sacred are these of which we live, the days that dwell in our minds at speeds not imaginable.
Going to depths of unrealistic fantasies to measure the strings that pull at the ends of the manipulated.
Voices heard through walls so thick they have secrets hidden within, untold urges of impure thoughts.
Walk through fires with heart on hand, carrying you to the path of endless needs and wants of the soul.
Blood curdles in veins so cold death appears to be near, uncaring nature of hateful desires living unwanted.
As the day becomes night and the pictures are all so blurry to see, you close eyes upon mantles of the past.
Memories hung over fires of warmth to be extinguished by winds of cold blistering winds from the north.
Over us stars settle, below the fires of creation burn through time, beside us the end of our lives.
Walk beside the future and take from it the past you wish to forget, unseen footsteps in sands of destiny.
Taking to the same road, walking at the same pace, never to reach the same destination of true Love.
Two faces at each other’s level seeing the same feeling but wanting different hosts of the Love felt deep.
The meeting of souls meant for one destiny, divided to live in stories of origin unknown and untold.
Read the passages of how life began, learn the wariness bestowed to us by the creator of this torture.
As we walk through valleys of fire and carry to the end a pure faith, we end with heart empty and broken.
Faiths destroying the holiness of true Love, making a blind man see reality at hells door alone and tortured.
Tell the one we grovel too, that life has no meaning and that Love for all of its beauty is not worth the pain.
