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She Remains, But Is Gone

She cuts, she bleeds,
the blood drips to her knees,
Drip, drip, drip, onto the ground,
Tap, tap, tap, but still no sound.

Death And Decay

Bringing forth the darkness unseen,
Making the lives of the mortal once been,
Creating the power of the silent goddess,
To have and to hold, to love and caress.

Perception Of Us

The sea and I are one,
Ebbing and flowing through the journies of life.

The sky and I are one,

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