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A Life Lost
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Beauty In Death Through the locked doors
In the depths of my eyes
A story unravels
A story of truth and pain,
Suffering and longing,
Passion and hope,
And wishes.
Wishes that never come to pass
My life, my dreams,
Fallen in a puddle at my feet
Like shattering glass
They sprinkle down one by one
Showing the true depths of my despair
Mixing with what is in my soul.
What I feel
Everything that I have hoped for
Emerging from my body
Painfully slow
The crimson tide flows
While my spirit goes free
I feel the doubt
Then a second of release
And darkness finally comes.
Seems almost passionate, but fearful of death. I have a passion for death, the mystery in it, the unanswered question of what's next? Very nice.