Crushed in a moment.
All hope of anything.
Struck down.
In a dying inferno.
Left ablaze for months.
Held close.
In loving arms.
Arms of hate.
Making me feel at home.
Every time i have the fortune to experience it.
Broken angels falling from heavenly lands.
On to the God-forsaken warground called "Earth".
Stars woven into the night sky.
As the canvas of the moon shines bright.
But this night.
Darkness overwhelmes all.
It absorbs shadows.
Destroys light.
Steals soul.
Leaving everything engulfed in a sheet of black.
For years.
Centuries.
Mulennia alike to come by.
As if it were the will of the Devil.
And the last word of the Devil alone.
 Dodexora · Thu Aug 02, 2007 @ 12:28pm · 0 Comments |
