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shira May 2020
Wear a black satin gown with lace and let it drape over your slender waist.

Stretch out your neck, and show off the stones that I've drenched from the blood of your foes that wish for your death.

Let it shimmer in the light of the crescent moon where all can see your devotion for me.

place your cold hand in mine and see through our pond once so divine, know a reminder of a love I pay no mind.

  Let your crow  hair flow to your sides, and close your lifeless eyes so that I may close mine

And at the brink of dawn, it all shall end, and at the next moonrise, we shall start again.

Wear a black satin gown with lace and let it drape over your slender waist.
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shira Dec 2019
Why do they burn red,
Why do they scream at me!?
Do they love me?
Nead me?
Want me!?

If so, then why do they turn to her!!
Do they love her?
Need her?
Want her?

If there for her, then turn them away from me!
those burning ****** eyes of yours.
shira Dec 2019
The reason I'm still here
To breath,
To see,
To feal,
Why?
For there glory!.... or mine???.
I feel alive with my eyes open,
But my heart wants them closed,
I choose to survive in a world of my doing,
But do not live it.
I yearn for a change but fear it,
So I stay, unmoving but breathing.
With a heart that beats but does not feel.

— The End —