Her soul is a beacon of swirling innocence flickering with your tears.
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The deepest despair rattles her dying soul. Shaking her within it's tender gasp. Ever so slowly, gently feeding off her dim light. She feels it as it darkens her pure sunshine. She aches as her heart bears it's loving touch. Know the reaper comes for your daughter this night. With compassion to bear her anguish. To take her to a place where dreams become nightmares. He hugs her now like you never could. Despair is his heart, fallen is his soul, feel for him. Let him love her, in shadows divine. He touched your sins. She is more awake now, than any feeling you ever gave her. He is all she needs, the light within her blackest depths. Her soul a beacon of swirling innocence flickering with your tears. Oh Mother, hide your head in shame. You shall never sleep again. What kind of love have you tainted her with? Shallow Mother~ You did nothing but scrape away her skin in your misguided ways. Tear her apart with your kisses, hate her so with your perverseness. Look, mother of this undead daughter! See the smile she never gave you. Get up off you knees, mother! Lick her blood from your blade. Look at the Reaper and his reflective eyes. See what she saw in your eyes, nothing. And kiss your daughter goodbye! |