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Nocturnal Overlord
As I wander through this necropolis, on this foggy night. As I am walking, the black sun is the only luminary. As the Yew tree give the shadows movement,
to the mind. We see but never believe, what the night portrays. I get to the Spring of Satisfaction, I find my dear maiden. As she stands in her crimson dress, greeting me with her glowing smile. I see that she has caught the Northern star in her right hand, as for the left, there lies a piece, from deep inside of me. I notice the crystal like tears streaming down her face. Then she asked me, Am I good enough for you, lord? Deep with in, I feel a pain of truth, which urges me say, You are my receiver, and you are the more than many, that I have seen. I notice she is like crystal; so beautiful, but yet will shatter if hurt. Then, as I look in to her eyes of clover, I see the fire of passion with in them. As I touch her side, and step closer to the brim of our physical limit, she has woken the sleeper within. For the days of the future and past are present. Long is the distance between our times past. I see how it was, is, and how will be. To the east there lies the crimson sun, in a trance, as I was at your first glance. For I am yours and to forever let us be free. Let us live as one, as it was meant to be.
Dark Rain
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Real MeaningI see the real meaning of losing a friend, as she weeps onto my shoulder. I try to clam her down, as I hold her. It is strange how we are made. We come and go, and we never want anyone to leave the existence of mankind. Every movement that we make can change the outcome of every step we take. Each day I see many bad things happen to good people. There is nothing that will ever surprise me any more. Walls are built around us, trying to keep us in check. We all try our best to get out from under their eyes. For I consider my stealth as my wealth! What they can’t see is a benefit to me. Everything that is here, is used, for good or bad. I try to do the best, over these burdens. I will do right, not for self-gain, but for the whole human race. For a friend lost, is piece of you missing.
Dark Rain
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Dear Love
For all have came
And leave with no shame
For I have been held with love
I have been slain with hate
With the Dragons & their hollows
What shall I fallow
At last, what is that I see
It is you weighting for ............ ME!
I seem to be
That you are true to me
For all that has been said
I believe you, till the end!
By
Dark Rain
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