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Bound by the Divine
02 April 2004, Friday
Time 22:06

On days it's cold
And my skin is pale,
My scars they scream
With a purple wail.
They call to me
'Neath ghostly flesh,
"Admire us;
Your soul's enmeshed
With ours,
And we are intertwined,
Bound by the Divine."
I gaze 'pon them,
And so admire.
Their command is my desire.