The Morning My Lip Split

Eve Grossi on Sep 15, 2011

Somedays we simply wake up to conquer even if we never defeat the inner enemy.

Today I set out to deliver my inner voice

The hush of my lips quiver no more

In a sense it is I, having reformed

Victory I believe sets the stage

Quite clearly drawing that circle in sand

Torturous as it be I remained half tongued

A sinner have sinned in a pile of waste

Keeping still, devastated,blackmailed

In a sense it was stated but not signed

This kept it legit like a whore on Sunday

This wicked inner strength devilish thrill

I who I am accept it like my half filled goblet

I adorn thee with fresh herbal trinkets

Freeing my essense of any sick plague

Moving forth a petal in the wind

Deliver me from where I ponder

So be you who adores this essence

As free you are to step a shore away

Read my message clearly stated

And yet so far beyond capture

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