Analysis of Romantique Death

Each beginning is superceded by each death
While ironically,most ludicrously ther`s no
such thing as "birth" or "death"!
In my beginning is my death
Helen and Cleopatra sleep to rest
Under the depths unknown of earthly caves
Purple is the color of Prem love untame
Grey is the color of Pain
In my beginning is my death
While bone,blood,flesh falls off,rot,roast
robbed and rest;what then remaineth?
Excepting an empty breath,a patch of darkness
Dissipated thoroughly,mingled in maze
Trying to get upperhand w/ the souls
sepiternally fake!in my beginning is my end
East is egocentric;West is haste
The hatred of Mankind mimic and maim
Whatever is there as Gay,Green,Virgin,Innocent