.My darling
if you ever had doubts of my love
know that since you've been gone
my heart has too
I'm lost within my very soul
I sleep alone
yet, I dream of you
the only thing I hold in my palms
are tears of blood
the very blood drained from my broken heart
from my aching eyes
tears of lost love
and as they slip through my fingers
so do you
my beloved darling
if you ever had doubts
of my love
know this…
even though the Raven
has visited me
from within the wrinkles of the great moon
I will still be awaiting...
your return
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