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Aug 2020 · 112
The Mirror
Emma Scott Aug 2020
You are the depths of dark and light

I fly... in your aspect, I shine.

Turning in your immortal glow

Above the horizon, I am divine.

The light extends to all I see

The dead risen with my breath

Unruled in passion, protector of all

Unassailable even in death.

I gaze upon your reflected face

As the illumination dies within

My flesh is torn, corrupt and base

My flight crippled in my sin.

Ripped asunder in your glare

A pool of black and viscous night

A road from whence there is no return

I wither in your slight.

— The End —