Hello There
SinUnhindered by clouds The caster of shadow Looks at her disfigured imageSin
In a rippling lake. For humanity's sake -
I treasure her picture - Confine my emotions 'Till my heart starts to break.
In a split of a second I tasted your madness, Your fear And ambitions of darkness within.
And it seems Like, now, We're finally getting clearer. Away from reality,
Closer to sin.
SomethingI held you, that night,Something
For all the wrong reasons. And reasons for wrongs were abundant back then. Whether it's just the cold at the change of the seasons Or a weary heart longing for a break.
As we paced back,
slowly, under the cover of shadows I couldn't help but notice how serene it all was. Dissipating
As we travel further from the lamppost's limelight Gaining the semblance of ghosts.
But today, That farewell Is all I seem to remember. With promises of nothing, rapidly coming true. And still
In that tangible nothingness
World's ExileA fantastic flight of fancy in a world of greys and blues, soaring on the wings of chance, I flee from bleak and hungry hues.World's Exile
Cleopatra had her cobra and Ophelia her stream I shall merely sit, observing, as my life rips at its seams.
Like a Lear of modern ages doubting his identity on display: regret, forgiveness with a child's simplicity.
And the void remains awaiting, my departure is foretold. As I tread the dreaded pathway birds will sing: "Be bold, be bold!"
Glass-entombed in lonely quarters people watch but do
Amone Misa
Wavelength
I've tried to make self portraits before...
Optimism
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icon by ~2-Jun
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首を這わす舌先と手
望む表情 紅蓮に染まれ
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What did you manage to read?
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Crimson flames inside me burning
Secret voices scream in pain.
Little spiders softly crawling
In my thought forsaken brain.
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Crimson flames inside me burning
Secret voices scream in pain.
Little spiders softly crawling
In my thought forsaken brain.
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But still, I wanted to thank you for coming into my life like that.
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=elenulin | *eCSSited
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Crimson flames inside me burning
Secret voices scream in pain.
Little spiders softly crawling
In my thought forsaken brain.
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