Life is a rhythm of the human soul and the body is the keeper of one's spirit.Its beauty is seen by the heart and touched by love's essence to bathe in its bliss.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Mystic Oblivion
Among them she vanishes and dies To the world she passionately hates.
In the night her unwanted spirit Is killed by the feel of dark Devotion.
Forever unknown she remains dead to all And alive to the dead, May her living soul rest in eternal peace.
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