Around , all around , the shadows gather
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my naked soul
It wounds me , and my essence drips to the wicked earth that is an angel's prison
In numbness I cry out "why?!"
While the reaper takes me hand
Now alone , my supplication falls upon blind eyes
This is your love.
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Field Of Darkness
Poetry"And i was in darkness So darkness I became" - Unknown This is the sequel to Field Of Roses. Please keep reading and voting! ♡♡
