Split elements, an inferno of the glass-worn glow
Decay on the insides, reaps a mind unknown
Blackness breathes in ebony, a satin soft address
Weary of illusions, faint tearful stained caress
Fear in the fracturing of a black-wrought death
Glower, molten cold, ‘round each feeble breath
Phantasmal groaning, in treacherous deceit
Immobilizing visions for thy rancorous defeat
Ominous seething, for fate’s kiss adorned in fire
Flames to consume thee, and infinity, his ire
Terrorized affliction, bitterness and brutal scorn
Loathing thy essence, shall never cease to mourn
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beautiful, such vivid detail.
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Vivid.
Powerful.
I now cannot remember why I haven't read anything from you lately.
Well written.
It does leave me to wonder, though...
In any case, well done.
-Saint
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