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Serpent Of Old

He walked me through the dead garden
nothing but wilted stems and rot,
everything here has perished,

he told me to keep walking
until I could not
and when I fell
to pick the first flower I saw

on my knees hardly breathing
I saw nothing, no flowers no life
only death, everywhere,
even the air reeked of it

I heard him laugh
I heard him come closer to me
I felt his whisper
and his words

"Though we walk through paradise you still cant see it
beauty is everywhere yet your rotted soul can only see the death
where you find shadows, we find light, the sun shines
yet it's rays elude you, dark life, dark soul,
dark path"

the leaves rumbled and the wind was silent
he was gone and so was I
oblivion swallowed me
the void took him.

Written by nikkimoe
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