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"The Time Has Come"
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Closet Space The Time Has Come
Bewitching hour,
she slithers into shadows
telling future's fortune
begging you to beg,
down on your knee's
boy!
Those eyes,
sucking you in
dogging your brain
draining every last ounce of purity,
crimson innocence splattered
upon walls of fury.
Eternity's darkness come calling
falling upon a blind man's soul
destroying all that is good
all that is evil
all that we know
what we all call,
love.
© Brian Glenn
