Void and Vitality

Member since 2003 · Posted 3 May 2005 · Edited 12 May 2005 · 1 comment

Oh, when the Sun has sunken steep This shapeless chaos Finds me deep I shall be long with what I know When all of time has made me slow For Fury's scorn now holds me tight Sears my will Dispels my sight And craving light, my blinded eyes Turn fast to Love's deceitful cries Catching word like hooks and rings All I've wondered Lips do bring Blazing darkness, bows to mourning Heed's not fair and subtle warning

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