posted May 03, 2008 05:39 PM
POETRY: SEARCHING
ITS A HELL OF A TRIP THRU SPACE 'N' TIME , SACRED GEOMETRY ALIGNS IN MY MIND...OF A PAST PLACE OF PRESENCE...EVER BEING...NEVER LEAVING....WHEN THE SPIRIT POSSESES THE FLESH ITS A POSITIVE BLEEDING...
SO HERE WE GO AGAIN SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING THATS NEVER BEEN, BUT THE SEARCH SHALL ALWAYS REMAIN...THATS THE PRICE TO PLAY THE GAME....
I HAVE TO SORT IT ALL OUT NOW
I HAVE TO SORT IT OUT RIGHT...WHEN NUMBERS BECOME WORDS YOUR ON HEAVENS PLIGHT...TRANSENDING THE LIE THAT YOU HAD BECOME... ANGELS WAKE YOU BEFORE ITS TO LATE...THEY WHISPER YOU WON....
SO HEAR WE GO AGAIN...YEARNING FOR WHATS BURIED WITH-IN ... BUT THE SEARCH REAMINS THE SAME... ALWAYS DYING TO PLAY THE GAME.....
Lindaland
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posted May 03, 2008 05:39 PM