Lilith Rose Reitenbach Poems

In Death we become our true selves.
Death is a Privelage not a punishment.
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Blood Lust is...
The need to kill
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Bloodless lips pressed upon cold flesh.
The black dirk of Hatred is pulled from
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The crescent moon
Hangs meaningless
In the night sky
A sighing breath
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Silvery wings
Red storm
Devil’s night
Satan’s Curse
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You left me
Without saying a word
You left me crying
Tears of blood
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My love, you are
Safe in my arms
No need to cry
You're going to die
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You say I'm your Goddess
You say you'll kiss the
Ground that I walk
You say you'll always
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The day is dreary
As is my Heart
The sky is black
As is my Soul
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Light shine not upon me
Loved ones and friends all turn away from me
Life breaks the strings that hold me down
Love clench my heart in your fist and never let it go
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