My tortured dream of soulful love
Inspired by stolen Eulogies
You wrote not for me
Ends now.
My massacred hope of coming home
Flown on your wings of flames
You ignited not for me
Ends now.
My treacherous despised bone woman
With candle flames
You burned not for me
Ends now.
The End of Endlessness
I awake.
In your dreams and nightmares
Not for me.
The End of Endlessness
I arise.
In your fire and your fury
Not for me.
The End of Endlessness
I burn.
In your apocalyptic prose
Not for me.
Your Everything
Not for me
Stabbed my clockwork eyes
Awake.
Hope
Ends
Now.
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Author:
sylviasearcher (
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Comments1
Very touching and very well written.
Thanks Tonia
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