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She deals pain
Bartering the combusted intestines that is my heart
The chest longs for the insertion of a new revitalized core
For it has withdrawn and abandoned its corroding body.
The necessity of life has withered away as the youthful reception of this hallow soul meets reckoning,
A fate spliced in the midst of sand and fog.
She deals great sorrow yet,
I thirst for her as life does for water,
and as earth does for sun.
She is the blood that swims within my veins which
Grants me the opportunity of life
I crave her violent beauty like beast scavenging for food,
thirsty, needing to seep in the liquid she produces and strive
She must be hunted,
and furthermore tamed and rendered love
for she is the most beautiful creature I've ever seen

Though this fantasy diverts my judgment
there is water descending from my eyes now
They are burning down the face
Scorching in the relentless blinding of mornings dawn,
evaporating like rain deployed from the heavens
onto the molten surface of Satan's red chambers

She has stolen and eaten away at Gods presented light
and in its stead,
a black circle barricading the one source that provides life,
love,
and everlasting salvation
She has effectively eclipsed my only sun
no,
she is the eclipse
in this instance i am distracted by a source,
one i cannot see
but yet,
I Feel.
She is the Eclipse
I can feel her presence, the unbound sorrow for a someone I've never met
but still i can feel her around me, her hands digging deep searching loosely into the lonely chest which has made do with its heart.

and yet,

I cannot be with her.

I lie deep into the dreams of covenant with her
These are only dreams, lies that creep and haunt on my diminishing existence.
None but visions,
mongering scams that decapitate the soul,
instilling reality of a happiness fulfilled by revealing the truth
the truth not of action,
but of ones ambition
and the falsehood,
of that same mistaken reality...