• moronic_verses 6w

    Varied shades of Black appeal in their motley
    like crew of musicians singing a shanty carol
    black shirt black jeans black tie black coat.....
    black blood black hood black urges black soul

    The Essense of Black paints my presence in
    myriad shades varied on the canvas of life....
    Is it sinister presence or portentous absence
    that the Essence of Black so dear harbors.....

    Black clouds Black silence Black shrouds...
    of presence, of being, of seeing, of not seeing
    White beguiles with its light, scheming rouge
    Black salves to bliss I find in lap of darkness

    In the Essence of Black I find hermetic solace
    in absence I find veritably my true presence...
    I admit, I am an Angel of the Dark, in silence..
    come to liberate the essence of your words...

    Black shirt black jeans black tie black coat......
    black blood black hood black urges black soul
    black was his answer to her beguiling white..
    black of that day outshone the black of night

    Black was the hazy shroud that night draped
    as she lazily squired his dark day to dungeon
    Is it elated contempt, despicable contentment
    that enchants white be irenically mollified......

    Black tousles black rousal black wake or cape
    of rancor of amity of malice of comity benign..
    Murky gloaming blazed truth upon my face
    and thawed the scabs to soothing maims......

    Where my very reflection is beheld in shoals..
    those black moors beaming are blithe garths
    I admit, I am an Angel of the Dark, in silence..
    come to liberate the essence of your words...

    The Essense of Black paints my presence in
    myriad shades varied on the canvas of life....
    black tousles black rousal black cape or wake
    of rancor of amity of malice of comity benign..

    Umbra of haze clad in tenebrous pitch
    steered indulgently streak to pit unlit...
    Is it auroral lust or stygian compassion
    that solemnly lulls run to a period......

    Black fires black desires black shame in vain..
    letch out amorously avid to the holy grail.....
    In gleam what must be never glommed
    black cinches to lay by your side....

    My dukedom extends to the Zenith of Black
    I am the First Born, extolled for clemency..
    I admit, I am an Angel of the Dark, in silence..
    come to liberate the essense of your words...

    The Essense of Black paints my presence in
    myriad shades varied on the canvas of life....
    Wasted colors cavort scheming light & white
    Beheld withal stoically drink soul to eternal life...

    Black fires black desires black shame in vain..
    letch out amorously avid to the holy grail.....
    Immeshed blazon limpid ludicrous spirits white
    My Radiance exists for the Black of Eye to see....

    My dukedom extends to the Zenith of Black
    I am the First Born, extolled for clemency..
    Beam in heart of idolater bestow prowess & pride
    Revered adored in eulogies unvoiced thunderous

    If my demons died my angels wouldn't exist
    Divinity in dusk of Shadow of Echo of Being
    I admit, I am an Angel of the Dark, in silence..
    come to liberate the essense of your words...



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