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Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Bloody Pale


Sipping immortality of the damned
'till the blood stained your lips to keep you alive.
Betrayed the sun then hide,
or
crumbled into ashes!

If that's so,
Just pray that soon the darkness swallow the light of world
if your eternal no more than
breath the lonely nights and deserted shackle.

(adr)




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