Monday, June 3, 2013

Pure eyes

I put the obsidian in orifice
I shut the eye that tells tall tales 
selling me out 
I believe in amour once 
Not false 
the completeness of my womanhood 
Was all love 
My heart was filled by a virus 
I was empty
I had so much empathy for too much weakness
My void is fundamental my foul
My eyes are giving me the outs

A pause for my own silence 

I put the obsidian in my mystery
She's swallowing my pain and mixed it in with my blood. 
She is letting me be free
She'll cleanse my vision 
She bring back in my soul
My purest Ora will be the result
The Lord has brought me here
My mineral will free my dark passenger 
The leeches that stole me 
Are releasing me... 


Humming in light of a new sun. 
Fill in my life again 
Rebirth is next.




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