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- - - PORTRAIT : QUEEN OF THIEVES - - -
I still hold your shattered fragments in my hand
Your wracking sobs are resounding like a symphony
As I listen to sympathy from enemies
Passing judgment upon the damned
All the days, recently, have seemed to have gone grey
Condemning me, relentlessly, for so-called heresy
My name blemished with anarchy and blasphemy
Ever since you have gone away
Your beautiful face, staring through the glass
A brief, bitter glimpse into the past
A constant reminder of what was lost
The chance of love taken at such a heavy cost
I remember the feel of Auburn hair on my skin
Utterly arousing the beast within
I remember the scent of Autumn leaves
Freshly fallen like the death of the queen of thieves
Hell holds no terror for us, my dear
We have suffered, we have endured
In the face of insurmountable odds
We have faced down the devil
I am damned and haunted by you
Why won’t you stay?
I have been lost in the shadows
Since you went away
I wonder if you wait
For me below
All that remains of your kiss is a scar
Leaving my bitter soul broken and charred
The blood in my veins have returned to dust
My callous heart shriveled to ashes and rust
I still hold your shattered fragments in my hands
Lingering echoes reminding me of melodies
Tainted with tragedy, wicked and abysmally
Acute in senses numbed from hurt
Your picture once smiled for me so bright and vividly
Now you lay crumbled, misery and dismally
But this was never your picture
NOT YOUR FUCKING PICTURE
AND I AM DEAD INSIDE
THE TREASURE OF YOUR HEART
AND BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS
HAS PARTED IN DEATH
I remember the feel of Auburn hair on my skin
Utterly arousing the beast within
I remember the scent of Autumn leaves
Freshly fallen like the death of the queen of thieves
Hell holds no terror for us, my dear
We have suffered, we have endured
In the face of insurmountable odds
We have faced down the devil
I am damned and haunted by you
Why won’t you stay?
I have been lost in the shadows
Since you went away
I wonder if you wait
For me below
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 23rd Aug 2015
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23rd Aug 2015 4:13pm
Sir Hades a very stirring haunting write..
I loved these lines..
"I remember the feel of Auburn hair on my skin
Utterly arousing the beast within
I remember the scent of Autumn leaves
Freshly fallen like the death of the queen of thieves
Hell holds no terror for us, my dear
We have suffered, we have endured
In the face of insurmountable odds
We have faced down the devil"
paints a beautiful and defiant picture..
excellent..
with love Crim
I loved these lines..
"I remember the feel of Auburn hair on my skin
Utterly arousing the beast within
I remember the scent of Autumn leaves
Freshly fallen like the death of the queen of thieves
Hell holds no terror for us, my dear
We have suffered, we have endured
In the face of insurmountable odds
We have faced down the devil"
paints a beautiful and defiant picture..
excellent..
with love Crim
23rd Aug 2015 8:20pm
