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Curse In the Night

Like a new babe at life's door this one last chance at being alive yet cries for redemption, I'm really, really, sorry, but be quiet. I don't know how to get to you.. you're out now.., at long last. Free of a wondrous body.., but you need know, you must go back. Will love see it so.. where best willed life outweighs the will never? And new in undulating hips of forest green though they didn't mean, never do they.. to step on lively toes just as I know you regret scratching out my eyes that only held love. No, you didn't give yourself away your secret remains safe. Faceless whiskered droop of jaw.., a pacing black cat nameless spirit yours, yet still you share our cause. For just a moment on.. she looked with eyes full wide in wonder "Destiny is mine to play, A tune I know well" it lives without and within free of hereditary sin. The shriek and moan of wind where once your castle doors stood strong now bent and broken in deep in the bones, a chill the mantel o'er a familiar fireplace creaks and groans still. The smallest voice whispered quietly in Autumns ear, with almost nary a tear.. as hounds of hell were made to hear the fell sound "there's no longer a place for me here". We walked the hedgerow as two co-conspirators wi' that old familiar lust, those feelings thought we'd lost well, what do you know like ghost of past, they've returned.

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Date: 11/1/2023 12:39:00 PM
A gothic love story, so dark and mesmerizing, love your lines like 'nameless spirit yours' and 'hounds of hell made to hear' - oh yes those ghosts can return~
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