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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the dusk bleeds epitaph roses, and the blackbird sings wilted elegies, I search for a glimpse of gold beneath tender ingrains of soundless tears and sightless fears. But to feel the broken wings of life, must I breathe coffin-laced vows amidst the haunting air that tastes like stone-sleet sorrow? For I’ve long been a phantom bride to the deadliest fangs of the devil, veiled in vicious violets, throned in the tempest of torment, plagued by a curse spelled as lethal love, concealing threefold threats between vampire verses, with moonlit musings stuck in the ice-cold embrace of death… O raven heart, what am I to trust when bluest bruises are believed in the figment of fog’s fine art, cornered in the catacomb cacophony, choking the chorus of mourning? I walk on sharpened eggshells, afraid of the unwelcome fist of abuse, with ashes of promises~ fed from the claws of the beloved Satan, cloaked in Romeo’s ruby ruins, reciting sepulcher chants, confusing the sun in my soul, constricting the tunnel of trauma, exhaling the naive rhythm of my name. As I am the essence of collapsed crystals, a whimsical wreckage, ostracized and strangled, while silence knows the seething symphony of shame. As tomorrow is a sickening cyclone awaiting to condone patience, humming heinous hymns to soothe the scarred cracks that grew within the hellish haven of wicked wilderness, that homed corpse flowers of fragility, oblivious to the pain hanging on hollow walls, highlighted with gruesome glows of glistening grief, when truth is obscured in strained stains of clandestine chaos...
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