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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “Where does Love live It lives in The Light within where time never ends it just begins”. Lady Labyrinth "50 Words for Poe: The Lacrimosa" Room 9 was haunted this much was known with great fear and trepidation all patients avoided that room the most Terror Fell was not scared of daemons or ghosts He kept knocking on the wall He understood the songs of The Lacrimosa "Lacrimosa dies illa Qua resurget ex favilla Judicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus: Pie Jesu Domine, Dona eis requiem. Amen" In Room 9 She walks through walls The Lacrimosa transfigures to terraform The Weeping of ghost tears moistens the hardened soil Ayrum Lilies, Passion Lily, Silver Dollar Eucalyptus Bird of Paradise, Cats Whiskers, Frangipani, Clitoria Blue Pea, Downy Jasmine, Chocolate Cherries Allamanda Bella Donna and purple Agapanthus grow where She walks in eternal thought our Angel of Annunciation of the Nevermore She lets the ravens swallow pieces of Her red ribbon heart Piece by piece they revisit where grace of forgiveness lies half buried in a loose shallow grave Dark beaks rip blue ribbons from Her mind they chew and keep She passes black wolves and their flocks of sheep through fields there grows St Christopher’s Lily, Black magic ti, Golden Trumpet Tree Daemons all bow before Her on their knees She lets the ravens swallow pieces of Her blue ribbon mind Parts of Her grow in their fierce small pumping hearts, their feral minds to soar possessed as one with The Weeping Lacrimosa In their veins and on their wings, there She soars their skies no requiem, nor purgatory, She lullabies the Luciferians In their hearts and minds She, dark winged flies caged, still sanctuarium Asleep they do not realise She is Keeper of The Light Freedom flies as bird stories shrilly sung from sharp and bleeding beaks of what they once were Kings and Queens of stories gold and evergreen their feathers once were royal plumes and quills they wrote Lover's notes dispatched by Seal Matrix, they of The Golden Realm The Lacrimosa weeps, some say She makes no sound Room 9, Asylum Terror Fell was not afraid of ghosts. (LadyLabyrinth/2019) for gvlm https://youtu.be/W3RUJ22Ca2k Fleur de saison/Simon “Is there room in my heart For you to follow your heart And not need more blood From the tip of your star” https://youtu.be/WX_dwuF-6oY Datura/Amos “Dividing Canaan Piece by piece “
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