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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am in love with the moon but pledge to abhor this night as I sleep on a poignant pillow~ soaked with the perfumes of forlorn lilies and half-written farewells... drizzling from these ashen eyes are the pensive dreams, that refused to recede from the shore of my aching soul... perhaps, the black cat moan was meant to mourn the death of the disguised devil, but I let it burn, dear reaper ~ and those evil-epitaph trinkets kept twinkling with their treacherous teeth that ripped my silhouette apart like a samurai lost in the deserted oblivion of onyx-fuelled fantasies and slashed seams of sighs ... so, let us stargaze beyond those blazing blisters and weep with the chrysalis comets that left me wearing a garland of golden cocoons and until death do us part, I'll meet you in camellia valleys worn, weathered and withering ~ like a sharp flower slit with the silent sword of sunless spice, walking on the web of woeful wishes, asking the scorched sky to hold my inkless insecurities, and let me be high on hemlock honey, one last time... because all those years, I remained feverish with your shaking schemes that withheld bleeding blames and in the flame of faltering mistakes, I confess to the sienna letters lamenting in salted sands, searing with your far-sailing scents that I only lived to love you, O' darling... the ghost of me.
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