The blood of me seeks in vain..
In the regal of my mind I foresee a divine inclinationthis recommendation is a palpable sensation
that stretches through my heart into my gyration
of my soul that existed before my making.
Like the blood through my veins Iam a circular cause
The pause in my enviornment is naught but thoughts
Nonexistent is what I seek, not what I sought
My past talk and walk through the fires I stalk.
Sometimes I wonder as I wander in vain
Just to maintain my simplistic domain
So chaotic in it's frame, my focus is tamed
Like the multilinked chain, varied angles the same.
What does this poem mean? I seek to explain
However the metaphors hide it in shame
I hold dear to the similies that it claims
Dualistic purposes not meant for the lame.
Existentially Iam freewill, choice beyond appeal of my eyes imagery
Running with emotions through my vessel it empties
Callus in nature, Hollowed nature within me
One thing arises, the whole of my trinity...
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