contest- Abandon
sponsor Constance La France
The dark road of misery led me to a more abhorrent realm of existence when I succumbed to your disguise before you abandoned my heart in your pleasured dungeon of dreariness where your veins flowed with emotionless blood as you spoke your final words, cold, calculating that fell upon my ears like a winter's rain this landscape of illusion has become barren where lips once pressed the flesh of our desires to claim my soul...now has turned to vile contempt for the lifeless bouquets from a garden of promises I feel the sting of poison pump through each heartbeat as I wander in a lonely black silence towards a Bastone of bitter bile where my heart awaits its fate of cupped hands clinging to my face like talons as I crumble to my knees...abandon in a dark and desolate sob-filled tomorrow
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