MY HEART TENDER AND VISCIOUS BOTH
QUIET IN THE NIGHT;
DANGEROUS, DARK, MYSTERIOUS
I HIDE AWAY FROM LIGHT.
SENSES KEEN AND HYPERACTIVE
PIERCING AS A BLADE;
I TAKE FLIGHT BUT NEVER DISTURB
THE SILENCE NIGHT HAS MADE.
DARKENSS HOLDS A SACREDNESS
DAY CAN NEVER OWN;
I TEND IT LIKE A DYING FLAME
IT IS MY JOB ALONE.
BOOKISH WISDOM I HAVE NONE,
IT IS FOOLISH KNOWLEDGE TO HOLD.
MINE ARE SECRETS DARK AND DEEP;
HOLY, WEATHERED, OLD.
A SOLITARY WANDERER
WITH KNOWLEDGE I CAN'T SHARE
DESTINED TO LIVE A LONELY LIFE,
TO PACE THE INK- BLACK AIR.
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