ECO E 'DOME, THE REST ROSE
smoke clouds and the storm screams
seething over a dark abyss
not the moon rises the eye or motionless
sadness on earth cross
From deserted temple resounds the echo of past songs
exudes the remains
Largo centuries, disappeared in memory
of causes of anything hidden penis
human suffering among the bones and meat
of blood in the food eaten and offered
Thrills blossoms mute
breath in warm crimson petals
Lying echo, echoes eternal
sealed the kiss of death
rest on instinct roses on the altar is the immensity
lying under the glare of God
Giulia
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