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Ever Eclipsed

Behind his eyes a canvas be,
with painted black epiphanies,
the soulís remorse in tragedy,
to live a constant eulogy.

Such death no childrenís heart should bear
this fate of drowning in despair.
A forest fear his destiny,
this twisted little twig he be.

His love embraced by dark caress,
adorned in shadows fully dressed,
in blackened robes of evil old,
a babyís heart turns icy cold.

He walks among them fully dead,
listening to the nothing said
from filthy tongues and lying lips
a soul once lit in full eclipse.






Written by Thor_Azine
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