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Slender beams of illumination enter

this darkened prison as I kneel,

alwasys a slave, always alone,

frozen here,

waiting.



Toutured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as

dust dances in the air,

forming an immage in my darkened soul.



Blood on a lovers face.



I raise my head, now kneeling before

this uncaring fate.

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MasterMel2
03:08 Nov 18 2013

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What have you wrought? A dark black shadowy cloud of agony as memories. Once we shared innocence, untainted and hand in hand, but your thirst drifted away



A sickening vision of agony- drops of blood follow love, follow blood

love left to die.



In a torrent of sorrow

I still love you.

It is a night of sorrow a song of ethereal pain, wolves vent their loneliness. The thirsting one rises.



Darkness shouds her deathly form, a lurking agony.



Her midnight hair cascades over pale shoulders, and her full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the death streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.



Now a night of darkness, I thirst.