In Nomine Patris -Not!
20 October 2015
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Synchronicities
Only worth their stories’ weight
No food for the blind
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The surge shot through me
Helter skelter ran the thoughts
Where are you within?
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You hear me never
Empty points of connection
Heart-split soul happens
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Scissors in my hand
I cut through these veiled contacts
Tears in my glazed eyes
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Fly away from pain
The nightingale told me soft
His spirit Withers
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The rain falls on you
From waterfalls in my Heart
In mind no Echo
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Prayers forgotten
In Nomine Patris – Not!
I will fly within
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