A horrible dark thought Lingers in my bones Bearing on its branches The dreadful boon of hatred. Down to the very bone Its smoky roots descend Ruthlessly suffocating The ethereal essence of love. A terrible dark feeling Wriggles through my nerves Spreading its branches With the obnoxious seed of anger. Down to the very fibre Its windy roots descend Miserably deranging The soft breeze of joy. An awful dark reflection Lurks in my veins Shooting forth on its branches The luscious buds of lust. Down to the very blood Its chaotic roots descend Secretly obscuring The bright light of peace. A hideous dark intellect Flows in my flesh Swelling its branches With the bitter grapes of wrath. Down to the very pulp Its turbid roots descend Vilely polluting The clear stream of mercy. An odious dark reasoning Blazes in my skin Dilating its branches To the crude relish of deceit. Down to the very pore Its fiery roots descend Heavily consuming The lucid spark of sincerity. O what horror and shame Unto my soul As I lie imprisoned In this dark universe! The serpents are woven all around me And they spit their venom on me From their open mouths.Birth sign: Leo
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