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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hues of a darker shade, cascading across skies of illusion.... Evaporating waterfalls, of lustful desires and want Brought forth amid fairytale words, from within fantastical thoughts And I thought, shall I sell my soul, for their very own, desperate and lost? I would rather smile at the stars, and, walk away from it all! Then to ensnare myself within satans lies and delusions.... Of disappearing phantasms, that shall never see the light Beyond these shadows of alluring and enticing, beguile Cloaked in the dripping blood, red, of eternal fate How precious and colorful, vibrant the flower seems to grow.... Before the desperate eyes, cast, into the darkness' chambers As it whispers its soothing, and wistfully wanton assurances? While sprinkling its fabricated moondust, upon these emptying souls.... Walking through this mystic wonderland of waste Wherein shadows beckon and call, dangling their dreams of desirable Treasures and promises, that their blackened hands, could never truly hold Except, in these fantasies of tomorrows nothingness.... While singing these songs of hopeful yearnings, that they, shall never know! Perishing, within the firey flames, that engulf, their abrasive sight As pretending to be more, than satans very own, offspring Stealing lives and shattering souls, with lovely portraits that sound So ambitiously sweet, until, reality comes, to carry them forever away.... Not upon spectacular prisms of golden rainbows, or endless oceans, of emerald blue tides Nor, glittering cosmic trails of stardust, which encircle, their gasping final breaths! But within rushing rivers of sorrows crimson, cold.... Trading their eternal paradise, for a fairytales devisable fantasy, sold To a ghost of sugar laced words, spoken, enticingly, from the tombs of a corpse Pretty thoughts and pretty things, created, by the prince of hell, himself! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....Stealing Souls....
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