Cries
To Have Seen.
Cries-
Slide, Crunch
And to Him a-facing
Be'd Like "A Thief in The Night"
Hails the hallowed darkness
A-wisping, from... this sight.
Tinkle, Sigh
Ghosts reverbrating
Withdraws to that neverend
Tears one, chilling sigh
For that forever Umbralic.
Taut, Why?
Still waters awakened
Embraces of tip-to-t'end
Lashes, In draconic pursuit
To that void n'existent.
Bold, Die
Unforgiving brightness
T'which in searing descent
Engulfs me not
Thats primal-spoken emotions.
Sap, Swift
Blossoms such otiose
How saccharine, How divine,
To ha'd seen the eyes
Of Desperate Human Deception.
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