~Seeds~
From a Guilty Heart to a Broken Soul
Inspired by Orson Scott Card, T.S.Elliot, and a friend of mine who called himself my poet.
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I'm sorry
Sorry sorry please
Seeds of death within me dwell
This silence, like a winter freeze
The sorrow of a broken soul
Your goddess
Was created not
They find their feed in happiness
To dwell above the one she thought
A flame that could not go amiss
That word
With power to change a heart
Their joy in my repeated pain
Innocent bond that ne'er would part
Το shinning screen, a hidden stain
My mind
With guns and knives it asks
They grow in all I dare to touch
An empty soul, not made to last
A fallen world, not made for us
~s.a.
From a Guilty Heart to a Broken Soul
Inspired by Orson Scott Card, T.S.Elliot, and a friend of mine who called himself my poet.
---
I'm sorry
Sorry sorry please
Seeds of death within me dwell
This silence, like a winter freeze
The sorrow of a broken soul
Your goddess
Was created not
They find their feed in happiness
To dwell above the one she thought
A flame that could not go amiss
That word
With power to change a heart
Their joy in my repeated pain
Innocent bond that ne'er would part
Το shinning screen, a hidden stain
My mind
With guns and knives it asks
They grow in all I dare to touch
An empty soul, not made to last
A fallen world, not made for us
~s.a.