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Post by darkness0within on Nov 12, 2019 14:03:22 GMT -6
Where darkest shadows form.
Dark dealings now abound in dead of night, As ardour's kiss is met with slayers bite, Death is never quick to those I meet, That gentle innocence I take in life’s defeat.
So drained before my eyes...Such beauty fades.
That mausoleum that was once a temple of desire, Stares up at me in deaths embrace without her fire, Extinguished for my evil thirst so to sate, For all her thoughts of love or pain are now too late.
Gone into that void where those darkest shadows form.
Darkness.
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Post by anirbas on Nov 14, 2019 22:45:35 GMT -6
Lovely, dark gem.
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