Holy Earth.
A Dog, caught in a
tempest
To her it was a conquest
Seemed to her no more,
Normal; Rather a
paramour.
Her eyes were black
(Black Eye)
Unleashing trepidation on
earth back,
From Eden to Hell
Leaving morbid creatures
here to dwell.
It barks upon the
elephants
Who see it like infants.
The one that strives,
needs no attorney
And eternity defines its
destiny.
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