In a heightened dizzy frenzy,
The coherence whispered one last goodbye,
Come! Engulf this loathsome child,
Spake that unseen goddess,
Come! Engulf this loathsome child
Master chaos, Come and delude these restricted dimensions.
The sorrowful voice trembled as if suspended by strings
Thrown to and fro by the sojourn wind,
The very existence shook, tremors tremulously quaking,
What little grasp sanity had upon its own sanity
Shook, the thin strings flexing their languid resonance,
Master chaos, come and delude these indolent dimensions.
A single crystal amassing all locked emotions,
In a blurry cacophony it fell,
Its depths echoing a colorless rainbow,
The prisms alighted with electric silence,
Cry, my child cry, cry out of self pity and learn,
Learn your every tear’s worth thrown into oblivion.
Learn your every tear’s worth and indulge in this existence
But what worth are your tears if you cry for yourself?
Will it bring your past back to life, will it awaken those deadened ashes,
Will it erase all your worries? The tear that falls into disequilibrium cries for itself,
Inclined towards self pity. Cry now you sorrowful voice,
The gravity pulling at your every tremor selfishly quaking…
The unseen goddess now laughed, cry loathsome child, cry!
Your every fallen tear will never heal those mutant scars…
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