By Stephen
Date: 19 January 2001
For Thou Who Is Mistaken
sleepless entities
loosing their virginities
haults further love from here
havens dropped and
ravens slaughtered for
heavens whorrendous door
yet time swirls down
as tainted ectasy swoons
fooled sins do come
in doubled lore
for regret and forget
the praises you get
from that witch
who boils to the core
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