The “Wiser” of Us

The “Wiser” of Us

They say their times

of past have gone.

The dire comes,

behold your mourns,

but wreck they do

the ends of your desire.

A sour smile

for the dreams in your ire.

They say your words

will be the last.

their lasts will long,

until you do pass.

“For we are beings of holy lust,

only your true form,

is a shame to us.”

They sell away your soul for dimes.

The endless torture,

for some petty rhymes.

They shall be dying

until you remain,

but live they will,

to see your heart be pierced,

by the honorable family spire.

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