Midnight Thoughts

54. Fallen Heaven

Gone inside the bliss

of the blazing ember I already miss;

Cold as dead like your Kiss -

a freezing zephyr, a winter breeze;

Tossed to and fro

by the gust of our dark mem'ries -

A Fallen Kingdom,

of regretful rubbles and debris.

The huge waves of Crimson -

carcasses devoured by Ravens;

The mystery of dreadful misery

inside our

Fallen Heaven.

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