Come, Dark
Bitter night…and Dark, Mother of Fears; thy cloying sway enraptures me
Succulently sweet a lover’s grasp, made stealthily, without pity nor remorse
To suffocate and repress the radiant, thine employ is yet fairly done
I call for thy cloak now, to shroud mine eyes from earthly aghasts
Let Light perish, as Decency hath perished – let me evermore languish in your numbing blindness…
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wow mark – amazing! love it!
suzanne
mark who or what is ccw3 – ? stop drinking so much coffee and coke LOL!!!!
sgx
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Exceptional writing……
I know it came just before I woke :((((
DAMN..I wish I had written that :) Lovely language and it flows beautifully. Hope the insomnia leaves you soon xox
ok – mark just had a look at the link – i hope you win this comp – your piece rocks!
love your sis’ xxx
sweet little number mate. touch of the Goth about it. Insomnia sucks man.
Had 40 minutes sleep last ‘night’ grrrrr….
And a stressful work day ahead…
good luck with the day. Dont forget the sun glasses.
wow! period. wow!