The fog has rolled across
The land, blanketing
My senses.
Surrounding me in
Its icy maw. Her breath,
It chills my spine.
I feel so empty without
That shawl, outside the
Mantle of death. Here is where
My spirit lies, here is my
Domain.
The tears of death revive
Me, her chill embrace
Enraptures me.
If only I could spend
Eternity in her sweet embrace
If only, oh if only.
It wont be long 'til I
Am there with her, in her
Of her, until I am her.
Her fog has rolled across
The land, blanketing
My senses.
Nov 9, 2011
Nov 9, 2011 at 11:00 AM UTC
The fog has rolled across
The land, blanketing
My senses.
Surrounding me in
Its icy maw. Her breath,
It chills my spine.
I feel so empty without
That shawl, outside the
Mantle of death. Here is where
My spirit lies, here is my
Domain.
The tears of death revive
Me, her chill embrace
Enraptures me.
If only I could spend
Eternity in her sweet embrace
If only, oh if only.
It wont be long 'til I
Am there with her, in her
Of her, until I am her.
Her fog has rolled across
The land, blanketing
My senses.
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