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sullen

 
sublimely in sync, subliminally in tune
my darkness resides in the deepest parts of me
I shun her still, she speaks
this raven haired creature of the depths

sullen soul oh forsaken child
vowing to be silent
then cutting the night air with her tongue

venomous need she craves and i with her
I often confuse her with me
it's so hard to tell her bitterroot from my own truths

calculating her odds she rises to the top,
to pass on secrets of the dead
her mind is a confession of dread
I wrestle with her for naught,
she comes forth with grievous desires

my pain, her harvest
I suckle from her black breast
seeing visions I admit I'm no different from her really
I enjoy the darkened, broken bits of my own sanity


Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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