Bittersweet mist
Consecrate this destitute union
Enchantment paints a dishearten illusion
Intoxicated with iridescent prism of being
A labyrinth of mystery holds siege
Eradicate the fault of others
So many forbid the malice of vengeance
Revere and master ones own darkness
Pungent the sacrifice of solace
It was mine to profess this journey
My summation grew torrid with surrender
Transcending this waking vision
To embrace this revelation of wisdom
Yet not I wane, wailing out what is lost
Paradox is to lure out this myth
Logic falls prey to circumstance
Legacy is an incentive to form the circle
Repetition sings of myrrh and gifts
Anger be not forgotten me
2006
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