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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You take my breath away, as I close my darkened mind. Is this the end I delay, for my thoughts I cannot find. My iron eyes tell the tale, of no other legend. As I grow weak and pale, it's Death I befriend. Only time will tell, how far this shall go. I wept as you fell, down into the heaven's below. I can't seem to believe, no one else will fight, so I must. I'll watch as you take your leave, into the blackened night, full of lust. So many years have passed by, where have you gone? In your beautiful lie, I should've moved on. Swalloow your tears, for I hate your pity. With hollow cheers, you label yourself witty. Please try to say more carefully, that you no longer need me. You sighed merrily, when you thought none would see. Swallow your breath, as you fantasize our death. You spoke desires, as the storms came. My hearts dying fires, destroyed our shame. It's over tonight, for at long last we will fall. Who else will fight, who shall heed our call? Our legends decay, has been drowned in turmoil. There's hell to repay,as my blood begins to boil. Go ahead, and try to kill me right now. You'll be better off dead, dare you ask how? At last we shall fall, though our stories been great. We knew it all, your lies and hate. Days fade, but rage burns inside of me. Your hands been played, yet it's too late to see. Scratch out your eyes, in your state of despair. Succumb your cries, for no one shall care. The pain will drown you in red, as we leave you for dead. And at last you will fall, at last you will break. We laughed as we saw, your blood fill our lakes. And at last we will fall...
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