Any blog stalkers of mine would know what my Shadows of Life mean.
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But seriously, no matter how much one has changed, a fragment of the past always lies deep within the soul awaiting for the next calling.
The soul
Be it human or creature,
How long more will it lay dormant, no living could fathom.
But it's a soul of vengeance, a vengeful spirit.
A shell I am,
The shell that houses souls that screams like a thousand banshees.
Till then, a benign spirit sheaths the face.
May the cape draping behind never uncloaks the reign of terror
Revealing the evil eye.
Blinking sideways.
I rest my case.
Dwelling in the void between life and death
The boundaries narrow itself.
Nowhere to thread, I shunned the world,
As I see the walls of my reality closing upon me.
No fire burns my will,
No lightning strikes my strength
No danger shreds my soul,
The road not taken,
The journey no other walks,
That is only what I yearn for.
Bestowing power, may Thy bidding be done upon the sanction of great power.Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Joey ~
- Josh ♥ Joey ~
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