ScarsWords said in anger Cutting like a blade Deep wounds bleed Malice and might Wrongs never make it rightScars
Too late to take back Damage is done Hope scatters to the winds No one has one Battles in rage Hearts set ablaze Ashes are left Where nothing can grow
Sorrow, pain, festering slow Scars deep, that no salve can heal Truths and trials revealed Heartbreak and hate Scars remain still Never to fade, never to heal
Scars
PurityDreams of a soul Images drift behind closed lids Springtime air filled with scent Drift and flow on inspiration's wing Chaste, strength in her silence Dreaming in the stillness A soul's light Purity is exemplifiedPurity
A Trapped SoulBound, reaching for a distant light Hope is naught but a faded memory A soul is dyingA Trapped Soul
Each toll echoes, the ringing of death's bell Trapped, screaming, in an abyss of pain Pleas falling on deaf ears, never to find solace
Love is lost, chaos reigns Understanding from the faceless Hatred from thine own kin Begging for truth
A chance to rise above the pain Epitaphs of truth fall upon the blind sightless and content in their ignorance Life's harsh realities
Crushed beneath the weight Reaching for a hand Left to drown in an e
Embrace of DarknessSteps echo in the nightEmbrace of Darkness
A light flashes on in the distance
A face cast in its pale light
Her face awash of color
Dark eyes, fathomless pools
Briefly grief flashes, pain beneath
Her head tilts back, then her gaze drifts forward, focuses
Direct, determination, challenge, an edge of danger
Black velvet cloak snaps, black silk dress swirls as she walks
Night flows over her, but does not obscure
Its caress is light upon dusky skin
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Can you hear me?
Can you feel me in your arms?
Holding my last breath...
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I reach for you through the looking glass and then remember, your just a reflection
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Can you hear me?
Can you feel me in your arms?
Holding my last breath...
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I reach for you through the looking glass and then remember, your just a reflection
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There are two infinite things: the universe and the human stupidity and on the first one I still have doubts - Albert Einstein
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I reach for you through the looking glass and then remember, your just a reflection
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I'm not crazy, I just like to wear tinfoil hats.
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