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Imperfect
 A Whisper from my soul
All things that humans do are all charged to their faults.
God made our mind to control anything and made our heart to balance everything.
But what really lies from that existence depends on one's self.
What you do in your life depends on your strength and courage.
One beginning, different plot, one end; that's the real story of life.
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» An Assassin's Prayer» On Earth As It Is In Heaven My life's story
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Hades by Aki Kitsune
Monday, July 31, 2006
6:16:00 PM
The whispers he murmured told of hate, His touch burnt a mark of evil on skin, Fall to abyss for the desires he need satiate— And all the while deny the truth of the sins. With each step taken towards his outstretched arms, Heard and yet ignored the warnings of the knell The minute madness that was thought would do no harm, Awakened a thirst that damnation’s curse would not quell Imagined strings coiled and wounded from within, Quick and without warning it snaps and zings, An orchestra it was once left only a silent din, And a conscience reappears to dwell on dark things. *A poem made by Aki Kitsune from Writers Arcadia Labels: poetry, randomthings |