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just different 2 min read 748 views Aug 13, 2016

I Was Then, But I Am Now

I was the evil one

So it seems,

for my mind dwells among the pillars of isolation, and my body in the temples of solitude.

Praise and glory to my Master Teacher.

He who has given me purpose.

 

I was the evil one 

So it seems,

My lips have met the lips of desire,

and my tongue has tasted the essence of passion.

But better am I today,

It was he the master that brought me forth,

and exclaimed.

"You are now free wild one.

You shall join us now."

You see I was the sacrificed one,

he with no direction. 

I was a balance between negative and positive.

I was the pendulum. 

One who's love was feared,

for all knew my hate could be just as great.

 

I was the benevolent one,

all came to me for answers.

I loved them so,

but o did I despise them.

For it was my breath I wasted,

and it was their ears that were stitched closed.

For this I left them in their days of suffering.

 

Yet I was the benevolent one,

He who loved you so.

I visited you in your dreams in order to guide you to our overseers.

And when you disregarded my words 

I left you,

for my heart grew bitter with your presence,

and I became one of chaos.

 

Good intentions is all I'll have,

but I may walk on leaving you to fend for yourself.

I am the selfish one.

He who loves all.

He who loves your absence.

He who desires your presence.

He who seeks to guide you to the end.

He who abandons you there.

Yes I am.

 

I thank you my Master Teacher,

for today I am a knew.

I thank you higher one,

for today I am love,

and only love am I.

 

I can't promise my presence,

but I can promise all my love, and all my gratitude.

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love_supreme

Excellent write.

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after vision

my poet, don't you just hate when someone seeks but have no desire to find

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love_supreme

Very nice

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