Bloody Quill

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A bloody quill to carve my mark in your heart

Crimson ink to put words on your skin

Quiver before the Moon, she divided us apart

A realm for uncertainty, dark within

Seeds of wit gave a new tree

No more water, river dried up

Withered leaves, decayed fruits, couldn't foresee


A bloody quill to write our names down

Silver tip to slaughter the Creature

Leaning on us as the fading dawn

A gate for the unknown, dreadful future

Mists of tomorrow grew up

No more light, Sun went out

Depleted clouds, bitter rain, did give up


A bloody quill to unleash our fate

Torn sheets to recall our pain

Curl up in void, It's too late

A palace for disgrace, cold disdain

Silence of soul, no answer

No more hope, eyes shut down

Unreal expectations, extinguished feelings,


Stoped thinking.

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