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Completely...
Im feeling his hand slip out of mine,
the warmth of my body, it starts to decline...
Golden-Blue gaze watches from below
Wings bound...
Follow the whispers
Listen to the dark...
Mystic, magic, darkness, light!
Graceful creatures of the night...
Angel wings charred black as coal
From a frail body rise...
I walk to the other side of the vines blocking my...
its amazing what i saw...
*OK, i was just in a really bad mood when i wrote...
In the mist of night...
Blood dripped from a paper cut on my finger
that my favorite book gave me...
Although it happened long ago
It has a common theme of woe...
The room was dark, the atmosphere tense,
The sun asleep, the fog was dense...
Two worlds of thought,
Converge on one axis...