Omega Morgenstern Poems

I have a confession
i'd like to make
Or rather i'd want
The world to join in.
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Your eyes,
a story
The only you don't wanna tell
Your mouth,
...

Where are you going
scarlet maiden
with bloody hands
and slippy hattred?
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Who will trade
this witch for a life?
No potions or shade
of magic in rife
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It's golden hour,
time to shine,
so grab your feelings
let them die
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Old man looked up from his grave
Hearing soft footsteps on the snow
Knowing that he could not be saved
So turned around, and bendt to bow.
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