I am the bride
forever burned through all eternity....
the loneliness that
stretches between words
only poets can say
( and sometimes act)
the lonilens that I S
G*D is so great
the loneliness of wonder
is so vast
and we are...
unfortunatly...fortunate
left to our own
devices
I pray that love intercedes,
even if it be against my nature to survive.
This is the one pure cause, and it will prevail
with or without me.
its the red thread that runs through it all
is the blood
Of the lamb
Seek and you shall find
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