A life to give

Someday you look through the window and it’s all just the same

An overgrown lawn and broken mailbox 

Surrounded by wild flowers whose color became one with the shade of your tearful heart

And not the joy of a bright sunrise could cheer you up
But a dying flame,
Lone in a black universe
With a rapture dawning,
You may shut your eyes 

to his last breath.

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unlucky

some day you awake,

to a silent god

and you take a bath,

long and deep,

in a pool of flames

you feel your demons within,

crawling,

tearing through your boiling skin,

and the heavens,

can only seem so far away,

from the eye of the undying

the torment,

the dust on a forgotten painting,

to shade my heart black

and a silent god would awake,

to a cloud of my ashes

the essence of another soul

Another moon (sherry redo)

Guns and boots
Snapping dry wood beneath
Howls of the hounds
The chorus of their blood lust

My heart to kill
A maddening thirst
That devious maiden
But another to reminisce

I write to God
And all my appeals in vain
For I am a monster too
One to be butchered in the dark

With another moon to seek,
The true lines of her light of her orb
But the hounds draw in close
And I am certain of my demise

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