Dead End of LifeWho are all these blank faces that I see Melting together in the shifting massDead End of Life
Perched on the blackened bough Silently awaiting the approach Of the one I can discern
A face like a gleaming star Laying all the world in misty shade
Vine of decay sliding inside me Faces pressing in, demanding My execution, in the dead of night
Let my sun come Let it through Deadly intent pressing on I need you
Too late now, my sun fades Into a flicker of light Enclosed, confined, oppressed, devoured
The black bough consu
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With Love
Savah
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Þetta Er Ágætis Byrjun..
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Love,
.•´ .•*¨ .•*•.ღ Sarah (¸.•* (¸.•*´¨`•.ღ
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