Dungeons and Dragons
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To pour life's words from your chalice into ones soul; thirsting ~
Never be it quenched; living waters, cascading from love's fountain
Into these eyes; and let not another's breath, be the vision as of mine....
Carved this knife to slice fervent veins clinging, unto amissful sight; bite
The sepulcher of my throat; spewing black sediment into the sky
That I may bleed these shadows from my heart; amputating yesterday's
Poison amid tomorrow's crimson, tongue....
Drain Love's living waters into my Spirit: that I may not bow at the altar
Of sorrows casting away Beauty's treasured gifts: left strewn about forgotten
Dust carried into the ambient winds as tears; perdition, now it's conjured home ?
No, beyound these gates I shall not be left to rot in hades no matter how far it is....
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....“That We May Fall ~ `Dungeons And Dragons`” *
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