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- - - A MOURNFUL NOTE IN HER WELL OF DARKNESS - - -

Her sweet melody entices the shadows
The vile, stirring, things awaiting below
For a taste of the woman she used to be
Left in torment, lashed to the carrion tree

Bedeviled with raven hair and puzzles of scars
Black mascara applied to hide away the tears
Adorned, beautifully, just like a funeral star
A twisted, seductive, song whispers for all to hear

"What nightmares await
I will sedate
For horrors of Hell
Cannot regale
Roses without thorns
Faded and worn
Love cannot hurt
Me further"

She walks in the Autumn mists, shrouded in death
A trail of broken hearts is all that's left
Wet with the jaded tears rent from lost love
Lacerations, once thought healed, slowly weeping blood

Cruelty at the feast, embracing bouquets of thorns
At wakes of deaths in the midnightmare afterglow
Holding, tightly, to her bosom, angels would mourn
At the porcelain facade she wears for the show

"What nightmares await
I will sedate
For horrors of Hell
Cannot regale
Roses without thorns
Faded and worn
Love cannot hurt
Me further"

When God turns a deaf ear
The devil listens
In pacts made, my dear
Mourning dew glistens
On pale flesh, soon
Left naked 'neath the moon

She embraced the well of darkness, followed crumbs
Ritualistic, promising to cum
A mournful note, haunting with hope, fills the air
Vetted from bitter lips, surely, stained with despair

Teasing salvation, she embraces her demon
And turns hers back on a world that never did care
Cast off the shackles of oppression, like heathens
She burns her path, with her wrath, ultimately she'll spare

No one

(c) 2015 Frank Green

Written by HadesRising

Published 6th Sep 2015

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Re. - - - A MOURNFUL NOTE IN HER WELL OF DARKNESS - - -

Anonymous

7th Sep 2015 8:21pm

Ah, King Hades. . .another dark and tragic write!. . .I can feel Her rage bellowing in softened tones that could make Satan weep for her misery. . .Excellent write (as always). . .xoxo, Devil-lyn;)