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Fallking
I wish to know you
yet I'm afraid this
shadow wreathed heart will
disobey the wishes of your grace
for you smite my paltry
dreams with a wave of your
mighty hand, denoting my role
of indentured servitude
from which Ill never be freed
for my payment burns to unreconciled
ashes and flutters away on
a balmy breeze blown by the trumpets
that herald your arrival as
emperor of all I will never know
yet dare to discern through the
lighted sighs, blinding and colder
than the infinite reaches of your
starry kingdom, populated with
those whose imaginations died
before they had a chance to know
that thier mother never wished
to carry thier succubal thoughts
that will bleed her bosom dry
for thier eyes are clouded by hate
you said you never would allow.
