ReapHer
From the darkness, my demons weap - Warnings, the beginning of an end - Words which splinters, claw at my mind - The reaper appears, she controls time - Inside my mind, Explosions, i cannot rid her - She walks, her shadow is mine - She cracks my bones - Tears at my flesh - Her fragrance, fresh of the dead - Hooks inside my spine, i am bleeding marrow - Her kisses, ripped my tongue - I beg on my knees - I spit blood saying please - She owns my soul, grey faints in my eyes - She drags me into the dark and whispers - I am Burn la Rose
poem by Unic Cjonr
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