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Voice of Void
Soft sprinkles 
 light and void 
 the silence of the rain fills me 
 the echoes of my mind 
 when no ones watching 
 when I become 
 when I'm undone 
 but you rain 
 soft sprinkles
 on my face 
 I dance in your laughter 
 your purity cleanses my being 
 I am free 
 I am free 
 I see you yet I am blind 
 I feel not with my eyes 
 read the silence in between the droplets
 hear their whisper
 candescent steps to a fading glory 
 you are my glory 
 my blind boy that sees 
 the birth of my thoughts 
 passions, flame 
 fire of my soul 
 light and flicker 
 stealing away to the sea 
 don't leave my beauty 
 for your presence fills my hallow 
 my rain that booms 
 kill my tomb 
 heal my wounds. 
 
 Spawn of my sorrow 
 I can hear you 
 yet I am deaf 
 I write yet I neither speak nor read 
 you are my special child 
 your body's lumps and defects scorn the eye 
 yet your eye 
 is peace 
 puddle of love 
 you are my water 
 quenching sulfurs 
 flames of my desire 
 flicker. 
 die. 
 
 I am the still between the bark 
 the teeth that bites beauty 
 patterns of pearl etched in my spirit 
 a divine rhine 
 a twisted turtle of tails 
 sssing snakes wrapped about your waist 
 I am your mother 
 and you 
 ,my decision of regret.

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I finished it the next day when the rain just stopped