"to be a she"
It is a night of dark desire, a song of ethereal pain,
wolves vent their loneliness. The immortal one
Curling wisps of death shrouds her walking form,
an eternal desire.
Her black hair cascades over
pale and delicate shoulders, and her
full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
soul streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
Now a night of new life,
"death deserved "
what have you done?
a fog of pain as memories crawl.
once we enjoyed heaven,
virginal and open,
but your desire paled.
a dark vision of lies -
emotions follow death, follow hate,
love torn apart.
in a storm of tears,
i still love you.
Remembrance of My Death
Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my naked soul.
It crushes me, and darkly my
to the broken ground.
In agony I try to run
while Hell surrounds me.
Now alone, my love falls upon blind eyes.
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