

The God of LanguageA blind monster of bound lips and tongues Forever cried with a thousand lungs Grasped our earth drooling holy speech Dripping all messages man could preachThe God of Language
He sweat the saliva of mistrust And fertilized the soil of our crust Giving birth to the gardens of song And seeds of speech that did not belong
In blissful hast man consumed the word And taste with tongues the songs preferred To cry echoes of passion and thought Expressing love for their desires sought
Then a lie was sown with every breath Choking with deceit and fell to death Crying e
Orange Roses
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"Trance is the language and euphoria of the mind...Do you see it when you close your eyes?"
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Nira
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my blog: [link]
**gasps**
i know!!!
:stare:
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my blog: [link]
err I mean...
Who are you?
hahaha sorry man I couldn't help it v_v
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