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Rose Hand Oct 2014
If I revealed my horrors...
I wonder,
would you hide your face?
It's been long since
blood was denser than water
and stranger
seems the time that
salt was plethoric to my lips.
It seems, dear callous lover
that my days are surely numbered.
If only you could taste the loathing
that kisses you when I do.
Would you then accept my darkness
as I accept your light?

Oh, reaper, oh my darkness...
I wonder,
if you could stay away this time?
I've found my redemption,
I swear he'll be my truth.
You say that purity
cannot intertwine a heart like mine,
but his irrefutable goodness
has brightened my very soul.

— The End —