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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required at dusk I come upon my lake and sit beneath a shaded tree with lifeless eyes I gaze at the setting sun, for it is the last one I will ever see in my arms I cradle a shotgun, loaded with only one shell the instrument that I shall use, to release me from my endless Hell with utter calm I press the barrel beneath my chin, ready to see if there is truly a God but then I am halted from my salvation, when from across the lake I hear a sob my first thought is what has brought this Goddess such pain, tears streaming down her cheeks this creature is of such ethereal beauty, that I am rendered unable to speak so deep is her despair that she doesn't even notice I am there still unable to find my voice, all I can do is stare cerulean eyes, raven tresses thoughts of blissful cries, and lustful caresses in those eyes I see a pain that rivals my own on her wrists, the evidence is shown but I can see that the scars are far more deep within her heart and mind whoever has brought this angel such misery only deepens my loathing for mankind I feel a strange sense of peace, looking at this creature in all her splendor the embers of longing ignite within me for the first time I can remember my heart clenches as her tears fall onto the water, the cold wind creating gentle waves from the agony that radiates off of her, I know that she plans for the lake to be her grave I wonder if I can save her, pull her from the abyss a woman who has endured such suffering, deserves nothing other than bliss as the last rays of the sun vanish, into the water she begins to descend I stand up and run to her, the shotgun forgotten on the ground as she disappears beneath the water, I grab her and pull her above the surface like a comet streaking across my mind, I realize that saving her is my purpose she looks into my eyes and gasps when she sees her pain reflected a vestige of hope wells up within her, for she knows she has found a kindred soul from the pleading desperation in her eyes, I know that I've been trapped and I never want to escape
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