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by N.A
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Dark · #2192980
A short poem of twisted darkness
Bone ripped from flesh,
Flesh ripped from bone.
Twisted shadows always waiting,
For the next soul to wander into their embrace. ~2~

Eyes of the sky,
Smile of a prince,
Lips of satin. ~3~
He asks to dance,
So I shall never stop swaying. ~4~
His lips against mine,
Darkness closes in. ~5~

With my eyes closing,
One final glimpse. ~6~
My prince no longer,
But a gleeful shadow. ~7~
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