~Don't let these gentle waves slip from your fingers~
This abyss...this black hole
Consuming everything I ever knew
A universal epidemic
swallowed into nothing
Ruins of cremated lilies
Layed down upon a desecrated temple
Worship these lost memories...
Crumbled arches shadow a bloody dove
As the setting sun slowly dies within
The arms of our mother
A lonely serpent dies below a willow
With only an ebony butterfly for company...
I know you said not to critique,but I really enjoyed this. The imagery and the feeling you get makes you feel the melancholy intent. very amazing