/// omen
OBEY
he who speaks of
tragedies and mysteries
of mind
that leads to
his body.
and he who counts his days as i count mine.
living in an epoc of souls.
designated to bring back the mould.
how could things happen?
in a spur of the moment?
this is, of tragedy
that might lead to my misery
but alas
the feeling
like the tritone.
so erotic
so demonic
so intense
and sinful
it is of greed
the need to feed
what the soul needs
a mental stimuli
close your eyes
see no evil
speak no evil
hear no evil
but i am
the source of all evil.
OBEY.
the ravenousness.
OBEY.
this freedom.
i am the soul of
freedom
and i live to be free.
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