Upon blackened wings she takes flight.The blood calls to her. Feel her pain, feel her anger, feel her hate.For their is a blackness within her soul.
She is but a pawn in Lucifer's game.The mark of the beast upon her flesh.Scaring her for eternity. She brought it upon her self.That night she sold her soul for eternal life.
The beast can not be tamed. A slave to the blood of life. A slave to te darkness within her soul.Bound ,and shackeled forever damned.Even fallen tears of blood can not wash the pain away...
(c.) 2006 by Angie Sowers
"In the darkness of the night her spirit woundered for centries. Lost and forever alone.Never to see the light of the dawn of a new day. Always in the night she has walked.For Darkness Claim's her troubled soul,As the past haunt's her every wakeing hour....
If only she dared believe, to reach out into the light of his love. Take what she wills, yet afried to take him, afried of the pain, the pain of loseing him forever....
Within the sadness of the emptiness, the emptiness of her night's. Could he bring light within her darkness? The darkness of her endless night's.Could love break the darkness, the darkness she lives within...."
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Akasha4011
05:34 Jan 19 2009
yet another amazing work of art!