Oh how I've longed for thy bites
The fangs of death have already casted it's curse on me
But not thou, thou art the one I desire the most
Thy taste is the best of all tastes
One thin line between love and lust.
Two of us, forever together.
Hush hush hush
Oh the old words said by the mother of the beast
Oh the lost songs sang by the father of abominations.
When will thou hear them?
There are naught but only calls of the shriven.
What kind of world do thou see? I see a wonderful world
But I believe thou see a valley of the failure and the abode of demons do thou not?
So that is why I am here, to save thou, to ascend thou closest to heaven.
We can fly away together.
Oh for so long I have awaited thy answer, my wings had already given up
But my soul, body and mind are still one
Soon the one will be us
Please wake up my darling
It's a wonderful world.
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Qwarzystal Poetry
Poetry[A compilation of Poems I made, I make poems with little rhyme whatsoever but make them subliminal or with stories.]
