Haunting Memories
Cast upon thy shady eyes
A deathly glare of horror and demise,
Pale skin against the cold dark night
With lips as red and full as an evening light,
Where does she wander,
What does she ponder.
Eyes as cold as ice
Seeing nothing, but will suffice,
Fire circles her about,
Sadly, she knows she can’t get out,
Confused by swirling memories,
While the dark angels sing their harmonies.
Tears of blood roll down her face,
Memories not easy to erase,
Of love and hate combined,
Her life she left behind.
A gentle scent washes over her,
As quick as a minor blur,
The scent of something sweet and fine
Rising up with sweet divine,
Its him,
She thinks quite grim,
The one who aches
With his past mistakes,
Together they will walk,
Side by side in a lock,
Consumed by naught but their own pain,
And all the demons they have slain.
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