This separation of deepness sometimes chills me to the bone…

In this life we are all just transients in holy vessels forgetting that which god truly gave…

Precious gifts which

unusual mind shifts

tend to mask with inner dillusions or outer intoxicants…

Ive yet to meet a purer soul than that of a young child…

Forgive me for not being mild..

Some call me intense…

I just feel so much…

Of life’s emotional pretense and such…

To be free of this shell is my greatest desire…

Tell me.. does my expression make you perspire?

There awaits such magnificent elation…

On the other side…

The path to this freedom is my darkest temptation…

There hasn’t been one soul yet to which I can completely confide…

Except my own…

This separation of deepness sometimes chills me to the bone…

Wandering endlessly inside the depths of my soul…

For an answer which feels familiar to me yet I’ve never touched it..

As a whole person now I rarely feel split…

Willowing my arms down beside your face…

Teaching love forgotten…

Forgotten…

Forgotten…

I will be without a trace…

Written by Sepi Copyright (c) August 9, 2010.

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