A Dark figure Descending from my feet,
A shadow clawing at the black of the street,
Crawling as I walk, together as one,
Listen to my tale, Watch shadows come undone.
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The bliss of happiness,
is something I always seem to miss,
Is it beautiful to be happy?
I can see the joys of happiness...
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A spirit that walks among the lifeless,
She dost wail a cacophony of inescapable sound,
She warns impending death among the damned,
A lustrious figment of air that truly was never there,
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Ash falls,
like snow around me,
today, this blood Lives,
It breaths,
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Frozen, yet through veins Crimson runs,
Numbed beyond feeling, emotions cannot touch,
rusted blade in palm, feeling the surge of love,
My knife so thirsty, my blood the only satiation,
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Slits upon wrists cry before dawn,
They weep louder, the most melancholy song,
Light weakens every inch of shadowy brawn,
Sleeping I lie upon fate,
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Leeching on sympathetic wrists,
squirming at the smell of iron tinged blood,
pen dripping while wrists fill the barrel.
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In your warm loving embrace,
the rapture of heat,
overwhelming- so euphoric,
the only warmth
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Fingers slide,
down an immaculate frame,
Eyes watch,
my thoughts do the same,
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Eyes close,
in an embrace of forever,
Never do they long to part,
but forever remain together.
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