"A slave to pleasure and
appetite we all men fight"
"What is the real purpose
of this organic chaos
called life?"
©disisdiplim
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disisdiplim 6w
WARNING ~~~~ DARK LINES AHEAD.
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° Darkness of my heart °
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In my heart is a volcano
The tears , molten magma rolling out
trying to unburden the throbbing piece of muscle
All aghast,for I have more lava
More to burn your city,your life
Am I a abomination,am I a weak man
Daring to stand and talk of making Olympus fall
Was I dark rose,they won't love and use to create dark power
Is my prowess not striving?
Why in this war I am not even fighting?
its so mine,yet I am crawling
They breached the door to my skin, where s my kin
The faith has failed to touch me hard
Am i being a meek coward?
How shall I look inward?
Where's the courage to sail has sink?
Why my mind is bearing nothing but poison
to kill none but self
Will you even read this and see within the fears lurking Inside your head
A slave to pleasure and appetite we all men fight
What is the real purpose of this organic chaos called life?
Why is I storm I feel inside me
Are you calm,not touched by melancholy as me
Can you teach me your mystery
Can you tell me,how to live in the time of me.
Diplim
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I cannot write something that I intend to, I can let my emotions make my words flow
For there you might find no rhyme in my lines
For what I compose
I can't think twice
Just as a river freed from a dam
I can only let my emotions flow