A SHADE OF DELILAH
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Ongoing, First published Sep 09, 2016
She was bold and beautiful, and the only one on his side. For a moment, just a moment, he thought she could have been the one for him, only to realise what he held close was a joke to her and his love, something to mock. 
She is a woman whose paths lead to the grave, a woman whose feet take hold of hell... and by the time he could realize he's found himself a shade of Delilah, its late. Very late.
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P.S. I wish I never loved you. Oh how I wish -Delilah He burned like the sun, blazing from the tips of her fingers to her toes. He was like a weed that entangled her obtruding ribcage, intertwining her lungs, drawing out every ounce of breathe. She was the colour of the small hours, those periods of transformation that separated sombre from divine. She lived for the shadows of darkness and stalked beneath the immortality of the moon. She was sublime. But even the wildest spirits find their way behind gilded bars noticing, only, when it's to late. Because nobody is invincible, despite their belief to the contrary.