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omgmissiles

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'tis not enough to see the sun again, save for the sacred stars of love's dead eyes. oh hasten me to the sweet grave of joy who's blood stained peak is but a god of gods. for I have seen the sun within the moon the waters of the sea within my mind because I know the place wherin it lies to not unlock the scent of golden silk perfume'd lights like broken limbs again. perhaps I have destroyed the hollow heart and, blinded by a sun within itself did once forsake the company of man who left me for a temple of his own. do not believe that I have but regrets. for to this lonesome hour I have none. and only I have compliments at best, a multitude forsaken by the one. sorrow therefore for my great god of hate, who's lips a timid treat for worms and bees are sweeter still than all these thorns of fate and bring the hordes of angels to their knees. it is a travesty to know that now with unrequited love and sour mind that though my knees may bend within a bow all hope for peace and joy are far behind. Now dead is the prince that I once had known, and dead is the traitor within my soul so far ahead the disk that I had thrown the past an empty glass, a broken bowl fresh fruit unto my hands and coole'd brow. for I have work to do upon that day when hermes' feet and gilded eyes arrives to slay the rotten past and greet today. for all who have just love and hate to give, do not take me for but a broken heart. and all you who lie evily know this: the heart is but a messenger of Want the Want is but a messenger of Will, the Will is but a messenger of Gods, and Will will ride within the broken still!