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  • Andrey Psyche

The Pain of Love



Life long tapestries are formed

From a moment of adornment

Losing ones inherent scorn to the world no longer dormant

For a minute, ask yourself

Why did one step into hell

Did the waiter ring the bell and come down from heaven's sails

To discover that he'll sell every portion of his soul

to obtain a fleeting wealth?

Strange, but hell, what happens next

Burning flames will strip his nerves

Yank and jerk to spread them outwards

to the reaches of the worlds that our science failed to probe

So that every sister fate has the qualities to make a half-baked double take that leads this man

from ones own wretchedness

To fetch, retrieve, and sit in his own wickedness

To break inside ones own humility

To burn the corpse which leaves divinity

To finally grasp the bleeding pain

Of loves true kiss,

Eternal flame.


Poetry by Andrey Psyche

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