A rose in full bloom, under full moon's ethereal light,
pales before that beauty which I see before me.
Such has left me utterly blinded, and to be
forever left here shattered, a delicate china
of broken dreams
The scattered horizon rings in the endless screaming,
bring a burning loss;
hearing the cries of the wasted, the deprived, the broken
As the bitter, harsh keening of the Blackbird, echoes into eternity.
Desire lost behind eyes that see in hate and cold;
fixed betwixt a blade of ice.
Paradise sought, and once found, forever lost.
Finally twisted free from misery, only to be hurled
into unknown
Dark
Abyss
What did you think
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well. it's a little mundane. i think you're trying to hard to be intense and it falls flat a bit.
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